It seemed as though he was merely a projection standing there.
The true essence was connected to some mysterious, obscure place.
Earth Immortal? Unlikely…
Yin criminal? The Hook Paper showed no signs…
What kind of old monster is this?
"Young Hero Li is here, please sit."
Zhao Wujiong's voice was hoarse and deep, pointing to an empty seat beside Yuan Feng.
Li Yan calmly cupped his hand in greeting, "Greetings, Mr. Zhao."
He sat down as instructed, looking straight ahead, though his mind was highly focused, secretly pondering the depth and intentions of his counterpart.
This Zhao Wujiong was a eunuch in charge of the Ritual Supervision, wielding immense power, and was a trusted aide of the Emperor, visiting personally must mean significant business.
And that indescribable non-human feeling sensed earlier…
Could it be related to some court secret technique?
