The oppressive sense of terror was palpable, as if a city-wall-high tidal wave were rapidly rising right before his very eyes. There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to escape. All that remained was a profound feeling of suffocation.
The burly, bear-like man was in this state; a word caught in his throat. His Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't utter a sound.
Fortunately, Lu Yuan quickly let him off the hook.
Lu Yuan gave him a smirk and then passed by like a dark cloud.
After his transformation, he moved like a shifting bluish-black wall, yet his steps were as light as a cat's.
He took a few steps, approaching the short-haired middle-aged man nearby. His muscular, somewhat ferocious face softened into a smile as he bowed politely. "Elder Swimming Dragon, please provide your guidance."
