"Introduce yourself."
"Qin Ye... from Central Continent, Source Tower."
The underground secret tunnel was very damp, filled with mud, yet this man was exceptionally clean; his hands pocketed, he stood under the dim light, above which lay the well leading to the ground. His trench coat fell forward in the breeze flowing through the tunnel, rippling and shaking like liquid, as though it might scatter into ink at any moment.
Gu Shen stared intently at the man before him.
He protected his wife.
However... Qin Ye did not make a move.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to kill."
Qin Ye stretched out his hands, slowly raising them; the man's fingers were long and slender, as white as a woman's.
As these hands touched the air, it seemed as if he was stirring lake water.
Invisible ripples spread out.