The huge scorpion was only a few centimeters taller than Mitchell after transforming into his human form, but his disposition was completely different. His hair hung down to his arms, messy and sloppy. His black eyes that one couldn't see the depths of looked lifeless. He seemed to emit some kind of destructive demonic air that caused the temperature to drop.
He was at his prime but looked like a dying man. It caused one to neglect his handsome looks.
Bai Qingqing then realized that it was no wonder she found Mitchell familiar. It turned out that he was Saint Zachary's descendant.
It was a miracle that the group of baby scorpions that had been smashed up hadn't all died, and one of them even grew into a four-striped beastman.
As Bai Qingqing was too astonished, she ended up calling out his name. Saint Zachary's eyes narrowed, and his cold and tough hand grabbed onto her chin, forcing her to raise her head.
"You know me?" Saint Zachary asked.