"Are you...?"
Suddenly.
The white-haired elder seemed to recall something, his body trembled violently, and he turned to stare at the middle-aged man with suspicion.
"So you do remember a little."
The middle-aged man sneered.
"Damn it, how could it be you?"
The white-haired elder was both shocked and furious.
At the same time, a trace of fear appeared on his face.
It was as if this middle-aged man were a terrifying Demon King.
The middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, his Pseudo God's power surged in all directions as he punched the white-haired elder.
But the white-haired elder didn't engage in battle, instead turning to flee desperately.
"You can't escape, you must choose to fight me!"
The middle-aged man said.
"Why..."
"Why are you helping that woman?"
"What benefits did she offer you?"
The white-haired elder shouted.
The middle-aged man lowered his arm, seeming to be lost in thought, and after a long while, he said, "Because she once did me a favor."
Boom!
