C197 I Was the One Who Hurt Him

In the expanse of the Twin-Dragon Desert, four figures stood at the cardinal points, each a hundred meters apart, locked in a distant standoff.

To the east stood a man in his forties, garbed in flowing green robes, exuding an ethereal presence. His aura was enigmatic, and at a glance, he seemed like an ordinary man untouched by the disciplines of martial arts. Yet