"Be careful. There are at least three more Tier Fours here."
Li Xiye reminded him coolly without turning her head, her cold gaze fixed on the enemies in the distance. Anyone could feel the awe-inspiring fighting spirit and soaring morale rising from her. It was suffocating, and the entire prison trembled slightly.
"So it was you."
The burly man who had been sent flying shook his arm and grinned menacingly. "I heard that over fifty years ago, you were number one of the younger generation. I'd like to see if this so-called Tyrant is as terrifying as the rumors say. Remember the name. I'm Ho'olhais, the 'Undying War Ghost'!"
"Eisen Berger." Li Xiye suddenly said a name.
The burly man's expression changed slightly, and he frowned. "That's my master's name. Why do you bring him up? You know him?"
