Upon hearing Old Turtle's exaggerated shout, Old Stone Man King was startled immediately, his Wolf Fang Stone Club paused in midair as his deep stone eyes scanned in every direction.
He felt as if there really were a pair of eyes secretly staring at him, just like a powerful predator eyeing its prey.
However, when he tried to search himself, he could sense nothing at all. It was a terrifying phenomenon; despite his heart having turned to stone, it still shuddered for a brief moment.
"What are you howling about, Old Turtle?" Old Stone Man King, composed, continued to press towards Old Turtle, his Wolf Fang Club slanting forward, with black mist swirling and Evil Qi oppressive, almost like a terrifying ghost.
Old Turtle looked at him sideways, lying back leisurely between two piles of rocks, legs crossed, appearing utterly relaxed as he said, "Scared silly, huh? When you see him in person, don't pee your pants. I advise you to run while you can."
