The next day.
After finishing breakfast, Yang Hu looked at his phone, a subtle and indescribable smile appearing on his lips.
"Is this a declaration of war?"
Yang Hu chuckled, "Who is this Gu Jian?"
"It's said that he is the Chief Disciple of this generation of Biluo Sword Valley and the most talented person in fifty years. The entire leadership of Biluo Sword Valley has placed considerable hopes on him."
The one speaking was Mu Gang, a local of Yuning Mountain, who naturally had a much deeper understanding of the various powers than Chen Yang and Yang Hu.
Mu Gang continued, "This Gu Jian is undoubtedly strong. I have heard that even among the elders of Biluo Sword Valley, apart from a few, the rest have been defeated by him."
Mu Ling'er crossed her arms and scoffed, "Most talented, huh? How about I just have someone get rid of him?"
Yang Hu twitched his lips; this princess was indeed willful.
