d man whom Lin Qinight has never seen before.but at the moment, Lin Qinight's eyes were not on the old man, but on the old man's chest.above the old man's thin and wrinkled chest, a familiar long knif...let Dante's white neck and lifted it from the ground to mid-air. His fingertips gradually pushed hard, and his magic power poured into it madly."Mouse in the way."Odinson opened his mouth, palm exerte...