Although Luo Chao was talking to Yan Ruyu, his steps continuously moved backward. By the time he finished speaking, he had already pulled Yan Ruyu back more than three meters, all the while keeping a focused gaze on the old man, as if trying to discern something from him.
"Young man, you're clever! I didn't expect someone from the mortal world could figure out a bit about me. But you don't seem to be a cultivator, do you?" Seeing Luo Chao's actions, the old man approached him with a sullen expression, a cold smile on his face, speaking with an eerie tone.
"Thump thump thump..." Yan Ruyu retreated three steps, leaning against the door.
