The sudden turn of events left everyone dumbfounded.
Everyone stared at the intruder, who was about six feet tall, wearing an old khaki casual outfit. From the young man's perspective, the back of this casual outfit looked as if it had been chewed on by a cow, likely wrinkled from long periods of sitting.
The intruder was quite good-looking, with skin more delicate than a woman's, giving off an aura of cleanliness and purity.
The old man was terrified, his face ashen. For a moment, he thought he was doomed, and the fact that he narrowly escaped death left him feeling exhausted.
However, the sword-wielding man's eyes turned grim and his aura surged after his initial shock. But to his horror, the two fingers were as immovable as a mountain, no matter how much power he exerted, they wouldn't budge, causing his expression to change drastically.
This unexpected guest was none other than Qin Yi, who had descended from above.
