"Hua Yuan..."
This name was strange,
According to the knowledge Luo Di had learned from cultural classes, such types of names should have ceased to exist decades ago, vanishing along with the entire nation.
Of course,
remnants of that country's culture still remained in the world, and it was not impossible for a very few individuals to choose such names.
Watching the change in demeanor of the people on-site, and even the squad leader straightening her posture, Luo Di also focused intently on the doorway, wanting to see what the "sister" the squad leader described as most troublesome looked like.
His brain had already conjured several possibilities.
Perhaps a face even more horrifying,
or a grotesquely twisted body,
or a dreadful visage,
or merely an appearance that could implant fear completely,
As footsteps drew closer,
