Meanwhile.
On a high-rise tower in Mo Feng City, an elderly man in loose robes had a slight change in expression, an involuntary shiver spreading across his body.
"Is there such an expert over there in Yixian City? Just a glance gave me the feeling of oppression from a Qi Huan martial artist in Wuyou City?"
...
In the dead of night.
Chu Zhaonan, having worked all day, was about to sleep when he sensed something unusual outside.
He opened the door and was slightly taken aback.
"City Lord?"
Xiao Feng turned around with a smile, "General Chu, you've made significant progress in your strength, you can already sense my arrival."
Chu Zhaonan gave a simple smile, "It's just that you, Lord City Chief, didn't conceal it much."
As they spoke, he glanced at Tie Xiong standing behind Xiao Feng in a gray robe, hands hanging down and showing no hint of breath, as if alert to something.
Such a defensive stance, was Tie Xiong on guard against someone?
