However, amidst this solemn scene, a figure slowly approached. He was tall and slender, also wearing black scale armor, but unlike the others, he had a scarlet cloak draped over his back.

The man's appearance made the atmosphere around them even more oppressive. His steps were steady and powerful, each one carrying an undeniable majesty. His features were handsome and stern, his fox-like eyes slightly tilted upward, revealing an elusive cunning and indifference.

His skin was as pale as paper, devoid of color, giving him a sinister air. His nose, high and hooked like an eagle, only added a touch of sharpness. His face was expressionless, only cold and ruthless, which made people feel fear.

As he approached, the black-armored soldiers dispersed, clearing a path for him. His presence seemed to fill the entire space with a chill.

"Isn't this the current eldest prince Duzhu? Is history so shocking? He came in too!" Jiu Yizhi was even more surprised after seeing the other person's face clearly. The development of things was too strange.

"You know me too?" The man seemed to have very good hearing. He gave a strange smile, but quickly returned to his expressionless face. "Someone is looking for you. I'm just asking you to do this. Let's go. Oh, I'm not very patient, so try to hurry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers who surrounded them in three layers drew their swords instantly.

"I'm sure he came in too. Although it looks strange, the language he just spoke..." Lu Nanyao suddenly stopped talking because the man suddenly turned around and walked towards them again.