"Is that so?"
A man's low voice sounded in the empty secret room. This voice was very calm and even pleasant to the ears. However, at this moment, it seemed to have a terrifying power, making people's hair stand on end.
Xie Changchao was stunned. He let go of Shen Miao and turned to look at the person.
There were horns hanging on the wall of the secret room, and there were torches placed in the horns. The burning torches were bright, seemingly dividing the dark secret room into two parts. The person opposite him stood in the darkness, and under the dim light, one could vaguely see his face.
