C361 They All Deserve to Die

Before the old man's light pillar could retract, he felt the air in front of him tighten. A figure appeared in front of him, white hair, a zither behind him, and a small figure sitting on his shoulder. This man looked like a block of ice.

However, the old man couldn't imagine how this person had managed to do it. He had arrived in front of him in such a swift manner