Chapter 1661: The Eight Doors (3)

"..." 

A simple introduction! 

The owner of the ancient and majestic voice that shook the chaotic sky like thunder was rendered briefly silent as the air stilled and the sand quietened. It was as if it was seriously considering the importance of each syllable spoken, trying to recall any significance while scouring its vast memories, creating a feeling of intense mental exertion.

It culminated into a single-word response, spoken with bland confusion: "Who?" 

Wei Wuyin's calm smile slowly shifted into an amused grin. The voice was laced with intentional disrespect as if it was putting on some great display of recollection, trying to emphasize that Wei Wuyin's name and his insignificant existence were beneath it to remember or know of.