Four individuals stood in silence, their gazes firmly fixed upon Su Chen.
They surrounded Su Chen, standing in four different directions, each locking onto him with unwavering conviction, like the Four Great Soul Hooking Messengers from the Hellish Underworld.
"So you are Su Chen? It was quite the effort seeking us out!" The Disaster Envoy spoke faintly, her voice cold and ancient, betraying no emotion.
"I'm looking for Situ Sheng, who might you be?" Su Chen raised an eyebrow and inquired.
The moment Su Chen's voice fell—
In front of a cave halfway up the cliffside.
A man suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
A man dressed in extravagantly noble attire, his face brimming with a playful smirk, hands clasped behind his back, incredibly handsome.
The man looked down from on high, gazing at Su Chen, and said, "This young master is standing right here waiting for you, should you live to face me."
This person was none other than Situ Sheng.
