With the appearance of the white-robed old man, somehow, I felt a chill rising in my back and the hairs all over my body exploded.
The white-robed old man has no strong breath, which is common, but it gives me an extremely dangerous feeling, a feeling of danger that I have never felt before.
Subconsciously, I stepped back again and looked at him with great vigilance. My whole body was tight.
The white-robed old man did not look at me but looked down at the thin old man who was with a face of pain holding his head. His eyes were calm and his face smooth.
"Soul shock ... this is a bit tough!"
The white-robed old man murmured, then lowered himself and laid his hand on the thin old man's chest.
There was a ripple in the space, the thin old man disappeared, and I don't know what the white old man was doing.
After all this, the white-robed old man looked at me with deep eyes like endless stars.