Hengmu Liren did not understand Liu Yiqing's words. He could not understand why he would definitely be dead when confronting that person, neither could he figure out who it was in the darkness that Liu Yiqin was referring to.
Being a new powerful young cultivator who was previously a manservant of the Revelation Institute, he found many things in this world confusing. But standing there in the light in front of the imperial city, he could feel the distinctive throb and excitement in his soul when facing Liu Yiqing. He was certain that this man sitting in the sedan would become the first powerful cultivator he would kill.
Liu Yiqing looked around. The white cloth covering his eyes reflected the light coming from above the city wall and looked even whiter. He seemed calm and was not annoyed at all by the extreme silence around him.