The disciples of Feixue Castle, including Xing Zhan and Xing Qing, looked at the three people who had suddenly appeared and saved them, utterly bewildered. They truly had no idea who these three people were.
And are these three somewhat mentally unstable?
With a great enemy at their gates, they're actually flirting—that's just courting death, isn't it?
"Grand Elder, look at that man, he has a baby face..." Xing Qing gently tugged on Xing Zhan's arm and whispered.
"Baby face?" Xing Zhan muttered softly, carefully scrutinizing Yun Hao, and the more he looked, the more startled he became.
How does this man resemble the person Xing Lian and Xing Chen spoke of, the one in Nanjiang City who could help them?
Could it be...
Could it really be that person?
It shouldn't be. According to Xing Lian and Xing Chen, that man should be very powerful.
But the strength of this man in front of him is only at the early stage of the sixth grade.
