The door of the Flame Hall was opened once more, accompanied by a softly drifting voice, leisurely spreading through the air.
"Tsk tsk, what a heart-wrenching entanglement of love and hate. Since you are so eager to die, I really should fulfill your wish."
Everyone turned around to see Heber, as slender as moonlight itself, slowly walking in, surrounded by his entourage.
He had removed his large sunglasses, revealing a pair of silver eyes that shimmered with fluorescence, sinister yet captivating, paired with his waist-length silver hair, he seemed almost otherworldly.
"He-Heber—" Lu Qiao struggled to open his eyes, blurred with bloodstains.
So this was the world's first man raised on Biochemical Agents, capable of living for a hundred years while retaining the appearance of youth.
