You Keling's unusual behavior now made people unable to shake the feeling that the man just now was not simple. He even addressed her as "Sister Ling," which suggested that they were peers—or perhaps even peers with the Old Man himself.
This pool of water was too deep; just based on those few words earlier, it was anything but simple.
The man's identity was bound to be extraordinary. Even through the brief conversation earlier, it was evident that he bore connections to both the Ancient Era and the Vast Ancient Era, and perhaps something even older.
You Keling sat by the tea table, picking up the embroidery she hadn't yet finished and resumed stitching.
The man who had left had already surfaced in the Ancient Era. He had come quietly, as those at their level had to—if they wanted to return, stealth was a necessity.
Following him were three others—two women and one man—all of whom were clad in armor.
