"I am Gui Ying, one of the ten Elders of Purgatory Headquarters, ranked ninth. The Meng Na you speak of happens to be my granddaughter!"
The old man's voice boomed, his aged eyes sharp and piercing as he stared directly at Zhou Fan. He gestured toward Meng Na, clarifying their relationship.
This statement also indirectly explained why Meng Na had said what she did earlier—why she was different from Zhou Fan, and why she couldn't just leave whenever she pleased without a care in the world.
"Gui Ying? Never heard of you. But since you chose to lie in wait for me, it doesn't matter who you are or what your status is. Right now, you have only one identity: my enemy. And I only have one way of dealing with my enemies—I kill them!"
As Zhou Fan spoke, he glanced at the cane Gui Ying was leaning on. For some reason, it gave him a profound sense of danger—a feeling he had rarely ever experienced.
