"You are still pretty much the same as before. Let's go in and take a look," Ye Liuyun said as he gestured from his scarlet throne.
Shen Lian noticed that beneath his politeness, lurked killing vibes. It was not directed at him but was merely due to the fact that too many lives had been lost in his hands.
What flew past Ye Liuyun's hands now were not white fluffy clouds, but the fresh blood of living creatures.
Shen Lian was curious about what happened to Ye Liuyun over the past twenty years, but he did not ask. He knew that there must be something unspeakable for someone to survive until then after killing so many living creatures. At least for now, Shen Lian did not despise Ye Liuyun.
"Brother Ye, have you not been inside yet? You seem to know a lot about what happened here," said Shen Lian in spite of his inner monologue.