"What do you mean?"
The man's icy breath, damp and sinister like a venomous snake, pressed against Jiang Xinli's nape, causing her to shiver.
Had she not forced herself to hold back, several scarlet Dodder Flower Vines would have already pierced through the air, stabbing the dangerous man holding her in a tight grip from behind.
"You'll know in a moment," Ling Yuan's voice was kept extremely low, like countless shards of ice brushing past the root of her ear.
He lightly lifted his fingers, gripping her jaw and forcing her to look ahead. "Now, Miss Xinli, I need to introduce you to my younger brother first."
"Him?" Jiang Xinli raised her eyes to look, her breath catching in her throat.
Behind the massive net of dark red runes, a gigantic dark shadow slowly emerged within the dense fog. Eight giant black tentacles covered in suckers were slowly squirming in the thick mist.
