“…Wha-what?”

Lin Wu paused.

The man let go of her, propped himself up with one hand on the empty space to the side, and increased the distance between them. The nerve-wracking feeling of oppression dissipated silently.

The man looked at the tattoo on Lin Wu's shoulder again, then moved his gaze to Lin Wu's face, seeming a little confused.

Lin Wu could only reject it. She didn't like the fact that she looked so embarrassed. She gritted her teeth and said, "You'd better give me a reasonable reason not to kill you before I do it."

The man's eyes were deep, but what he said was irrelevant.

"Your face, why has it changed?"

"? What changed...hiss!"

Lin Wu was confused. Halfway through her words, the man suddenly reached out and touched her neck.

The cool touch made Lin Wu shudder, and he reflexively wanted to shake off the other person's hand.

However, the man first touched the bulge on Lin Wu's chin, and with a little force, he directly peeled off the human skin mask covering Lin Wu's face.

In an instant, Lin Wu's original face came into his eyes.

She has a porcelain-white complexion, slightly upturned almond-shaped eyes, and facial features that are so delicate and beautiful that one cannot take their eyes away and are easily impressed.

The man stared at her face, and the coldness around him faded a lot, replaced by a kind of gentleness that was no longer dangerous.

He casually threw the human skin mask away and said, "It still looks good this way. Don't wear it anymore. It's so ugly that it hurts your eyes."

"???"

Question marks popped up on Lin Wu's mind one after another.

She asked, "Do you know me?"

"Do I look like I have a bad memory?" the man asked back, a little puzzled by what Lin Wu said.

But his tone was quite casual, like a casual chat between old acquaintances, and he didn't seem to care how Lin Wu responded to him. His attention was directly attracted by other things - Lin Wu was wet all over, and in this extremely cold stone chamber and ice coffin, she was so cold that she kept shivering and her face turned pale.

If this continues, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold and have a fever.

The man frowned, and without thinking, he leaned on the edge of the coffin, turned over, and landed steadily.

Without the clamp, Lin Wu sat up confused. The next moment, her vision suddenly went dark, and a robe fell on her head and face, covering her tightly.

It's suffocating.

Lin Wu waved his hands wildly to pull it open, and finally his head emerged.

The man took off his outer robe and gave it to her.

He stood outside the coffin, wearing only a thin undershirt, which made him look even taller and straighter. But he seemed to be indifferent to the cold, and stood still like a pine tree.

Seeing Lin Wu's actions, the man spoke in an unsuspecting tone, with the authority of an elder that brooks no room for questioning.

"Put it on."

Lin Wu was stunned by his familiar tone: "......?"

The man didn't seem to notice the increasing number of question marks on Lin Wu's forehead. He turned around and looked at the stone chamber. Then he turned his head to look at Lin Wu and said, "This place is not suitable for you to stay. Anyway, we have slept for so long, it's time to get out. Let's go."

“……???”

Seeing that Lin Wu didn't move, the man said, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you come out? Do you like staying in this ice coffin?"

“…………”

“…It’s not impossible.”

There was a hint of surprise in the man's eyes, as if he didn't expect that Lin Wu would like to stay in the ice coffin.

He said bluntly: "You are still too weak. Even if you like it, you can't stay in it for too long like I do. Wait for you to practice for another ten or eight years, and I will give it to you."

Lin Wu said with a dark face: "Master? Who are you the master of?"

“You.”

The man looked down at Lin Wu condescendingly, but his eyes were calm and did not make people feel uncomfortable as if they were being scrutinized.

Not to mention, at this moment, there was only a look of self-realization in his eyes.

"You're still asking who my master is. It seems like you've lost your mind." He took a step forward and naturally stretched out his hand, pretending to pick Lin Wu up horizontally. He murmured with confusion and rebuke, "It's only been a short time, and you've become so weak. I guess you were really lazy when you were away. You haven't made any progress, but have regressed so much..."

"stop!"

Lin Wu couldn't bear it any longer. He backed away and waved away the other person's hand, saying, "This...senior? You got the wrong person, didn't you? I don't know you, and I've never seen you before. I'm not the disciple you claimed I was. I admit that I did offend you without knowing whether you were dead or alive. If you're angry, we can have a fight."

The man paused.

Lin Wu took the opportunity to throw his robe aside, quickly climbed out of the coffin, moved his hands and feet to keep warm, and at the same time was alert to the man's attack at any time, and also looked for a chance to leave.

But leaving is impossible.

Because the man was staring at her, she didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a strange emotion in his eyes.

Even through the mask, Lin Wu could feel that the other person was probably frowning.

"You...you don't know me?"

“I don’t know him.”

"Don't you know who I am?"

"have no idea."

“…”

Lin Wu felt that something was not right and could not help but take a few steps back, trying to distance himself from the man.

But she was overthinking it. The man had no intention of approaching her. He just stared at her with an ambiguous look in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.

For a moment, the stone chamber was extremely quiet, except for the sound of someone's heartbeat which was both obvious and heavy.

After a long while, the man closed his eyes and suddenly asked without any context, "How old are you this year?"

Lin Wu hesitated about how to answer. But her age was actually quite obvious, so there was no need to say that it was wrong information.

"Eighteen," she said.

"Eighteen..." The man murmured in a daze, "It must have been a long time, only eighteen..."

"What did you say?"

Lin Wu didn't hear clearly.

The man looked at her.

Lin Wu retreated again and again vigilantly, guarding against what the man might do suddenly.

Surprisingly, the man didn't do anything and just looked at her.

Just as she approached the door and was about to take the opportunity to run, she heard the man speak in a low and gentle voice.

"No, I didn't admit my mistake. I read my fortune before I fell asleep. If the person I see after waking up has a special tattoo on his body, then we should be master and disciple -" He paused, and said, "Now, kneel down and kowtow to me."

“……???”

Lin Wu had lived for more than ten years, and this was the first time she heard someone say this to her. She was stunned for a moment.

And what the other party said, that they had a master-disciple relationship? ? Was he kidding? "You just said you were very familiar with me, as if you had known me for many years. You also said that my face had changed and asked me why I was... so weak and different from before." She said, "Senior, do you think I should believe that you recognized the wrong person, or that you said something that sounded like nonsense?"

(End of this chapter)