Inside the room, Chen Yang detailed to Gu Zhiqing his understanding of the Overturning Mountain Palm over the past few days.
Gu Zhiqing occasionally nodded, sometimes pointing out questions.
Chen Yang patiently answered.
"Hmph, still have the mind to flirt with a woman here? Chen Yang, you really have some nerve."
A chilling voice suddenly broke the harmonious atmosphere in the room.
Resonating throughout the space.
Chen Yang turned his head, seeing a gray-robed old man walk directly into the room with head held high.
He put on a stern expression, exuding an unusual aura from head to toe.
"Who are you?" Gu Zhiqing was the first to speak, her eyes narrowed into slits, face like icy frost.
Chen Yang patted her hand, signaling he would handle it.
Then, he slowly stood, staring expressionlessly at the old man, "Where are you from? How dare you enter my room without permission?"
"I am Ye Hua, Elder of Qingyue Valley! As an experienced Divine Conquest, where am I not welcome?"
