"A bunch of bastards, really don't know what they're doing."
Just as Lin Yi was about to make a move, an old man suddenly rushed out from the side, pointing at the guards who were hurling insults:
"If I had been a half-step late, you wouldn't even know how you died."
The security guards, who had been extremely arrogant just moments before, immediately became respectful upon seeing the old man, like mice seeing a cat,
"Mr. He, what brings you here?"
Old man He Hai snorted at the guards, but was very polite to Lin Yi,
"May I ask who this young friend is?"
Looking at the old man in front of him, Lin Yi's brows furrowed slightly.
This old man appeared to be just an ordinary elder, at most someone who aged well, no different from a regular person.
But in Lin Yi's eyes, there seemed to be an unknown energy surging within the old man's body.
From Zhao Ziming earlier to this old man now, Lin Yi suddenly realized that this world was not as simple as he had previously thought.
