"Swish!"
Below was really crowded. Anyone with divine level strength wanted to jump up.
I thought there would be a confrontation, but unexpectedly, once this person jumped up, he immediately shrank into a corner, displaying a self-imposed isolation, refusing communication.
This person had wild half-long crimson hair tied into a ponytail, arms crossed, still wearing a leather jacket, dangling star and moon earrings, metal traces on his neck, wrists, and belt. Every time he saw this person dressed like this, Su Ming'an would wonder, wouldn't all the metal rings clatter when he moves stealthily?
—Alger.
Seeing Su Ming'an approaching, Alger immediately retreated a few steps, unwilling to talk, with a look as if the world had forgotten him, as though this would ease the awkwardness of him just assassinating Su Ming'an, since he was overwhelmed and controlled by Aylan.
Su Ming'an observed for a moment, then said:
