She reached out, her hands grabbing a damp rock. Just as she was about to pull herself up, she heard a few coughs from above!
Xiao Man was startled. 'Didn't he say the Treasure Bead had already acknowledged me as its master? That it was completely mine and no one could enter without my permission? How can someone else be here?'
She quickly looked up and saw a dark-skinned, middle-aged man in a white tracksuit floating in the air above and to her left. He was frowning, a look of displeasure on his face.
Xiao Man stared blankly at the man. 'He has such dark skin, yet he insists on wearing white. It just makes him look even darker, almost like someone from Africa. But his striking features are completely in the mold of the Central Plains; he's definitely of Huaxia descent.'
