Huangfuming's eyes were somewhat distracted, and he couldn't help but curse: "You old thief without a body, who are you really? How can you lie in ambush inside the Stone Heart to trap people!"
The old man opened his tiger eyes wide, then held back his anger and said: "Consider yourself lucky, little ghost. I haven't spoken to anyone for tens of thousands of years, my temperament is much better than back in the day." He took a gentle breath and said: "Listen closely, my name is Yin Wushang!"
His voice was deep, arrogant, filled with an overwhelming pride.
Then, there was a profound silence.
This time, it was Huangfuming who looked at him with an expression of disbelief.
Yin Wushang's forehead veins throbbed violently, and he couldn't help but say: "...You haven't heard of my name?"
Huangfuming amusedly said: "Why must I have heard of your name?"
