Chapter 443: Simmering Soup

Cold winds blew in gusts, and the dark, aged eyes of the witch gave Lin Hao an indescribable feeling—kindness? Evil? No! It was clearly a profound insight into the human heart!

In front of these eyes, Lin Hao felt as if there was nowhere to hide, starkly exposed before the old woman.

"You can rest assured, they will come."

Lin Hao didn't intend to hide anything, nor did he need to. He would surrender willingly. Speaking about it wouldn't make others believe him anyway; it might as well be straightforward, especially since, from the looks of it, the old woman intended to throw them alive into the Giant Cauldron.

"Cackle, cackle, interesting, interesting. Truly a natural-born fine specimen. Our master will recover quickly after consuming you," the witch ignored Lin Hao's words, but appeared even more pleased.

With a gentle tap of the Skull Crutch in her hand, vine-like tubes that sprouted from the Giant Stone banded tighter around Lin Hao.