A Hand

On a certain Continent on the outskirts of the Central Domain, a man in a slightly messy brown robe stood, looking up at the turbulent sky.

There is nothing unique about this man's appearance. His face was unremarkable, no one would glance at him on the bustling street.

However, he had eyes that were constantly changing colors, seemingly following his mood or whatever color he wanted.

Pop!

A small black snake with a tongue full of venom suddenly came out from underground by his side.

The snake looked up at the sky before looking at the man.

"Huhuhu, Chameleon, now you can do nothing but open the portal... I will tell my master that you have been deliberately delaying his plans for your own benefit." The snake said.

"Fortunately my master's free period is still quite long, he still has enough time to rule this world."

The man glanced at the snake, but he remained silent.