Grey did not say anything, but his gaze and expression was one of indifference. He opened his mouth and said calmly. "You tried to kill me."
The small figure laughed. His indifferent expression changed to a smiling one. The change was very subtle and strange. But Grey's expression did not change even once. "Fellow cultivator, you must have fought against my projection. But that is not truly me. It's just a series of attacks that I pre-planned. There is really not grudge between the two of us."
Grey was not impressed. If he had been any weaker in terms of strength, then maybe he would not be standing here. And for the middle-aged man to disregard his life so easily, Grey's thoughts couldn't help but get colder. And his eyes could help but gleam with a killing glint.
