“Taoist Yu Ci, why are you like a fly? I can see you wherever I go.”

A low and hoarse voice came out from the black fog. The voice didn’t panic like Yu Ci expected.

However, after the voice echoed, the black fog began to rapidly disappear. Soon, one could see a blurry figure inside.

When all of the black fog was gone, everyone could see a skinny old man with a face covered in wrinkles. The old man was wearing all black and his eyes were very unfriendly. Just looking at him was enough to give anyone a gloomy feeling.

This old man still had a stain of blood on the corner of his mouth, which likely came from Villa Master Han’s nascent soul. This made the gloomy aura around him even stronger!

“Ren Wuya, should I allow you to continue to commit atrocities as you wish? My mistake back then was not killing you and letting you escape. Thankfully, after traveling through several provinces, I found your trail in the last few years. Today we’ll settle the ten-year grievance between the two of us, and you will not be able to commit any more acts of evil.”

The closer Yu Ci got to Ren Wuya, the uglier his expression...