The middle-aged man in a purple robe floated onto the stone step. He was good-looking, and had no beard but some stubble. His eyes were sharp but seemed to be covered with mist.

Su Li opened her eyes and glanced over the ground.

This man had no feet. He was a spirit or something like Black Lotus.

“You’ve found that I lied to you long ago, haven’t you?”

“When?” From the mouth of the middle-aged man came a sharp voice, which did ...