All eyes turned in unison to see a figure in a black cloak adorned with a silver mask, striding forward.
At his feet, a large swarm of venomous snakes followed, causing onlookers to feel their scalps tingle.
"Snake Lord, are you the Snake Lord?"
William Cole glared at the newcomer, his eyes filled with anger and bloodshot.
It was this Snake Lord who had nearly killed him several times, and it was because of this Snake Lord that Ruth Dawn and his child had almost died. The situation had thrown Gragan into chaos, turning everything upside down.
William Cole had not expected to encounter the Snake Lord in person at this event.
"Is this really the Snake Lord?" William Cole's face took on a peculiar expression.
Because he had used his X-ray eyes, he could see an unremarkable face beneath the person's silver mask.
It was just an ordinary-looking man, in his early twenties, with no distinguishing features, the kind who would go unnoticed on the street.