She opened the door and dispersed the fog inside with her palms. She glanced around and found a figure sitting by the window.

She walked up to the man and saw that he was wearing a black hooded casual jacket.

"Are you the mask?"

Lin Hua walked to the opposite side of this person.

The man took off his hat and revealed a face that shocked Lin Hua.

"It's you?"

"It's you?"

The two blurted out almost at the same time.

Lin Hua's eyes trembled violently, and her usually aloof image seemed a bit out of character.

Opposite Lin Hua was a very lean man with scars on his face.

Although the man's face was disfigured, fortunately his facial features were in good shape.

That sickle-like scar gave him a bit more ruthless temperament.

"Lin Hua? How could it be you?"

The man was equally surprised.

"You're not... already on the 13th Guixiao..."

Lin Hua felt incredible.

She saw him being sucked into the quicksand with her own eyes.

The man sighed, waved his hand and said, "It's a long story. I paid a heavy price for coming out of No. 13 Guixiao."

Lin Hua had a trace of doubt in her eyes: "How do you know about that totem?"

The man paused and laughed exaggeratedly: "I only understand a little bit, not everything."
Chapter completed!