Although the Red Lake was enveloped in a myriad of radiant lights, it suddenly turned cold at this moment.
Gu Shen looked at the elder lying on the chair and smiled as he spoke.
"You're not planning to kill me, are you?"
The starlight of the night couldn't compare to the sun, but the elder sitting by the lake, though nearing the twilight of his life and gravely ill,
didn't give Gu Shen any confidence for even the slightest chance of victory.
Gu Shen felt the change in the temperature of the surrounding lights, and so, his smile at this moment carried a hint of coldness.
The elder similarly replied with a smile, "I have thought about it."
Gu Shen certainly knew that the Light God's Seat had considered it, but he didn't expect this divine figure to answer the question so candidly.
His expression became somewhat complex.
