Year 2056, in a city in the Yuan Jiang Su Jin area. On top of a ruined, shattered six story residential apartment sits a teenager wearing a combat vest, militaristic trousers, and alloyed battle boots. On his back is a hexagonal shield and equipped is a blood-shadow battle knife. He sits there silently on the edge of the roof. At this time, the sparkling sky was shining and there was a refreshing breath within the air that blew towards him. However, there was only silence within the ruined, deserted city, with an occasional howl that makes your heart skip a beat.
True Yan looked at the obedient Mo Luo standing before him, he actually had a good feeling about this primal region genius. However the story he told earlier made True Yan frown, he ordered, "What you said is true?"
"True Yan emperor elder." Mo Luo bowed, "Under my teacher’s questioning, only then did I reveal this story. Other than you 2, I haven’t told anybody else."
"Hmph!"
True Yan snorted coldly, "Go, all of you!"
"Cackle, angry, True Yan, you are raging, cackle…" The golden robed skinny old man laughed arrogantly.
Mo Luo remained bowed.
True Yan squinted, gold light glowing.
"Cackle, let’s go!" The skinny old man laughed and vanished. Mo Luo too vanished, leaving only True Yan in the room.