PAID

The old man didn’t stop him. After all, he had lived for so long. His skills were unfathomable, and he always had a few unborn souls doing his bidding.

“Sir, we can’t get into the plaza because there were too many malevolent spirits in it. However, there are people from Mt. Dragon in there,” a black mist that landed in front of the old man reported. @@novelbin@@

The black mist only had a single blood–red, ominous eye visible which made his presence uneasy.

Tyler Shaw quickened his pace when he heard the mention of ML. Dragon. He was worried that their people would be exposed.

The old man was more cautious than Tyler. He asked in detail, “Who from Mt. Dragon?”