'A lone person? Is he just taking a stroll?'
'Strolling in the Fog Area?'
A flicker of doubt crossed the man's mind, along with a hint of vigilance.
TAP.
The Original Blood man landed softly, his eyes fixed on Lin Hui as he emerged.
"Interesting. Four masks? First time I've ever seen someone so stupid. Couldn't you have just gotten a hood? With gaps that big, what can you possibly hide? Idiot?" the Original Blood man couldn't help but laugh.
Lin Hui's leisurely pace came to an abrupt halt.
He stopped in his tracks, looking at the Original Blood man through his masks.
"Really? They don't hide anything?" he asked, frowning.
"Duh. In the eyes of the strong, your aura, your physique, your Inner Strength and Void Power... they're all identifying features. What's the point of just covering your face? I've never seen such a stupid Martial Artist." The man was amused, taking the rare trouble to explain.
"You know, you're pretty damn annoying," Lin Hui said in a low voice.
