"What do you mean?"
At this moment, someone suddenly spoke. That deep voice carried a slightly sharp, sarcastic tone, and upon hearing it, Xiao Yuansui immediately furrowed his brow and looked towards the speaker.
It was a monk standing at the forefront of the group.
Yu Wenye's gaze was also drawn over—after the fight just now, besides Shantong'er, he was most concerned about this person.
The man had a robust physique, a wasp waist, and an ape chest, with the thin monk robe unable to hide the knotted muscles beneath, clearly a practitioner and a master at that. Earlier, as they swept through, he saw this person hacking, sweeping, spinning, and evading with endless strength and agility like a monkey. Now speaking, he didn't even show a hint of breathlessness.
He sneered, "Have you forgotten what you've done?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yuansui's expression darkened slightly.
Shantong'er immediately said, "Brother Jue Yun."
