The King of Wu emerged from behind the screen. Qin Tian, curious at this moment, looked up and finally saw the appearance of the King of Wu.
This was an elder who looked only fifty or sixty years old, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, hair and beard all white, exuding an unfathomable majesty between his brows.
He directly looked at Qin Tian, then Qin Tian was stunned, his eyes dodged and lowered.
To confront such a significant figure, his inner thoughts could very well be discerned by him.
"Are you Qin Tian?" The King of Wu sat down on a chair outside the screen.
Qin Tian faced him, lowered his head.
"Yes, Your Highness," Qin Tian responded.
"Raise your head."
Qin Tian then raised his head and finally met the gaze of the King of Wu.
Aura!
Such a powerful aura!
Just by meeting the King of Wu's eyes, Qin Tian's heart tightened, feeling as if all his thoughts could be seen through in an instant.
