Upon seeing the newcomer, Zhao Lin's first reaction was that Xiang Bao had found a disciple from the Fire Jade Department to deal with him. But he quickly realized something was wrong.
'If he's a disciple from the Wuxiang Institute, why is his face covered?'
The man moved like a coiling dragon, a startled swan goose. His speed was so great that Zhao Lin doubted he could keep up even at a full sprint.
'Which disciple of the Wuxiang Institute could possibly do that?'
Beyond that, Zhao Lin sensed an extraordinary aura from the man, one quite similar to his master, Zhu Huaishan, yet even more abundant and vigorous.
'A Blood Realm martial artist!'
Alarm bells screamed in Zhao Lin's mind. He remembered that Xiang Bao had an older brother in the inner court and blurted out, "You're Xiang Shaofeng!"
"Quick on the uptake, aren't you!"
Xiang Shaofeng roared with laughter and tore the black cloth from his face, revealing deep-set, wide eyes, a prominent nose, and thin lips.
