The suppression Yi Tian mentioned instantly made the woman hiding in the dark tremble. She immediately assumed it was that old man disguising himself to enter here. A hint of killing intent flickered in her scarlet eyes as she let out a deep roar.
"Who exactly are you?" Her voice was still sharp and piercing, as if her throat was torn open.
"Who I am isn't important." Yi Tian knew he had made the right gamble, his heart filled with joy, yet his expression remained unchanged, still cold. Just a moment ago, he had glimpsed the silhouette of the woman in the darkness. However, to make her reveal herself, he couldn't act rashly.
The woman was deeply entangled in Yi Tian's identity. She suddenly rushed out from the dark, almost reaching Yi Tian's side, with her crimson mouth wide open, shouting, "Who exactly are you?" A wave of invisible sound exploded, her expression vaguely manic.
