"Who am I?"
In Mu Fan's indifferent pupils, a scene flashed by—a fighter instructor with unparalleled martial arts skill, yet who never revealed his true face in front of Mu Fan.
It was Mohandas's legacy that truly opened the door to fighting for Mu Fan.
In his heart, Mohandas is his eternal teacher.
And now, he finally presents the moment that Instructor Mohandas had once hoped for in this world.
He looked up quietly at his opponent and, facing those terrified and venomous eyes, walked forward slowly.
A soft glow around Mu Fan was not at all abrupt, blending perfectly with the darkness as it flickered gently.
"Are you asking about the current me?"
"My name is..."
"Holy Hall!"
That glorious word came coldly from Mu Fan's mouth.
The blue radiance around him swirled with the airflow, as if cheering and rejoicing for this name.
That cold, mysterious, and majestic figure stood in front of Night Ghost.
"Holy Hall... Holy Hall..."
"Why have I never heard of this name!"
