The old man's temples were gray, his body was strong and he looked so healthy and full of pep. He held a walking stick in his hand that was more than the top of his head.
"Is he also a level-10 master?"
On the ground, a man swallowed and his tone was a little numb. When did level-10 masters become everywhere?
Different from other people's confusion, the old man behind Ansel stared at the newly appeared figure in the sky. His body trembled suddenly, "Is this person... Is he...?"
"Yes."
Ansel nodded and looked more serious than ever. The man in front of them should be one of the three powerful masters in the world, Bastin, who had the title of "butcher".
Just like them, some people from the other super forces seemed to have discovered the old man's identity. They all took a deep breath, and their eyes filled with unprecedented fear.
"Sorry, I meant no harm." The old man said with a smile.
"Grandpa."