Yang Ye clenched his right hand slowly upon hearing that.

He looked towards the source of the voice, and he saw a black robed man lying against a wall not too far away from him. The man wasn’t more than 30 years of age, wore a black robe, and had a faint smile on his face. He seemed utterly carefree.

Yang Ye sized up the man and said, “I’m sure I don’t know you!”

“That’s fine!” The man smiled, “All that matters is that I know you.” As he spoke, he ...