Qimu Xi
Chen Xiaolian watched the figure standing some distance away. From what he can see, the distance between them was less than 100 meters. The other party was not too tall and there was a strange looking cloak on the person’s head. The cloak covered his head while dust covered his body. He seemed like he had just been dug out from the ground.
“Since you are here, why not come over and have a chat?”
Chen Xiaolian smiled and jumped down the SUV. Then, he slowly walked toward the figure.
The figure stood there without making a move – Chen Xiaolian could sense that this fellow was hesitating.
“I mean you no harm,” Chen Xiaolian shouted loudly. “At any rate, this preparation phase forbids participants to kill each other. Is there a need for you to be so nervous?”
After saying that, Chen Xiaolian deliberately spread out his arms before continuing to approach the figure.
The figure suddenly retreated and continued to take a few steps backward.