Wenren Mirror, who was trapped by the strange black liquid, had his body corroded to the point where his bones were exposed. The once unparalleled elegance on his face had turned into a hideous expression.
He was supposed to die, but at this moment, Wenren Mirror felt an incredibly familiar presence. The powerful will to survive made Wenren Mirror burst forth with vitality instantly.
At this same moment, the mysterious entity from Wen Xishu's misdeeds finally revealed his face.
The dark and filthy liquid was at last tamed by him. Dressed in a sky-blue robe that sharply contrasted with the bunker style, his figure was tall and slender. A faint blue halo surrounded him, preventing the black liquid from touching him.
In the dim light, one could only see the outline of the man's appearance. Yet, even so, it was enough for Wen Xishu and Wenren Mirror to recognize him.
"So your brother... No, our brother is this handsome."
