Because, someone had arrived, mysteriously, appearing beside Liu Qiankun.
He wore a long robe, ancient and understated, like an old peasant from antiquity, thin and small, seemingly fragile enough to be blown over by the wind, extremely weak.
Yet, such a person, invisibly, exerted an incredibly terrifying pressure.
This pressure was felt clearly by everyone present.
They dared not doubt, nor would they doubt, that the suddenly appearing middle-aged man could annihilate any one of them with just a thought.
Luo Fuqing!!
No need to think twice, this must be the Second Elder from Qingcheng Mountain, Luo Fuqing.
His prowess was legendary, feared no less than the Sect Leader of Qingcheng Mountain himself, Luo Fuqing!
Thump thump thump!
After a brief silence, everyone suddenly awoke, seemingly reaching a consensus, hastily retreating, distancing themselves from Ye Xuan and Liu Ying.
In no time, Ye Xuan and Liu Ying were left alone in the field, especially conspicuous and helpless.
