The wind swept by.
Chen Yang remained completely still.
Yet, the stable and indifferent aura emanating from him was indeed unforgettable.
"So, the beggar really came? Even Ye Borun lost his head; what gives him the confidence?"
"He is called Deng Sanyuan, this name, have you all forgotten?"
Compared to the wind-like indifference of Chen Yang, those who had come to watch the spectacle around him were thoroughly agitated.
Some questioned why this leader of the Thirteen Guardians dared to appear.
As for those of an older age, hearing the name Deng Sanyuan made their expressions drastically change, followed by a realization.
Previously, the outside world only knew the leader of the Thirteen Guardians was a beggar, but no one knew what this beggar looked like or who he really was.
Fifty years ago, Yuning Mountain truly produced many talents.
Puyi Changsheng.
Xique Blade, Purple-robed Dragon King, Dongzhao Marquis.
These top figures were well-known back then, known to all.
