An Immortal descending to the mortal realm?
Hu Ma looked at Elder Longjing. Beneath his graying mane, his eyes seemed to hold a volcano, and his emotions surged with a multitude of tumultuous feelings. In that moment, words failed him, unable to capture the complexity within his heart. By logic, he ought to be full of wariness now, cautious about whether all this was a scheme, or whether this man had truly betrayed them and was merely using words to deceive him. Yet, as he gazed into Longjing's eyes, at the eerie flames burning quietly in their depths, doubt slowly evaporated from his heart. Who would completely trust a stranger they had never met after just a few sentences? Perhaps a Reincarnator could.
