He put away the orb in front of him.
Then, carrying decay and death, he slowly walked out of the coffin.
"Little one, who are you?"
"Since you have come here, you must be after this thing too."
Qiu Baiyin's expression changed slightly.
The aura on the old man made him feel both unfamiliar and familiar.
Moreover, the man's presence was so strong that even he felt intimidated.
He asked, "Are you the Black Dove monster?"
"Black Dove monster, Black Dove monster..."
The old man mumbled the name several times.
Then he began to laugh heartily.
"I almost forgot this name myself, didn't expect anyone to remember, how nostalgic!"
"Since you know this name, it seems you are an old friend."
"Do you still remember the Gai Family, the family that you wiped out?" Qiu Baiyin coldly asked.
After confirming the man's identity, Qiu Baiyin's expression became furious.
A blood feud, the murder of his father.
All the hatred combined.
