"Damn you..."
Qiao Jiajin's mouth fell wide open. He pointed with a trembling finger to where the old man had just disappeared.
"Con man, did you just see that? The Terminator!!"
"White Tiger...?"
Qi Xia murmured the name, feeling it was incredibly strange. This "White Tiger"... could he be the "White Tiger" who held the same status as "Zhuque"? Seeing him vanish into thin air, he was clearly no ordinary human.
It was highly likely he was an "administrator" like Zhuque. But why did he seem so insane? Despite being an administrator, he seemed to be helping Qi Xia escape from this place.
As Qi Xia was pondering this, Qiao Jiajin suddenly slapped him hard on the shoulder.
"Con man! You're not scared stiff, are you?"
"Hm?"
Qi Xia was taken aback.
"Scared stiff?"
"How are you not surprised!"
Qiao Jiajin looked both frightened and excited.
"A living, breathing Terminator old man! Arnold · Old Man · Schwarzenegger!"