"Everyone in the world is greedy, but you're not? Greedy Sword!"
Po Jun's expression turned cold, his gaze like cold lightning peering towards the riverbank.
"Hehehe, indeed I am Jian Tan! And there's one more person you would never guess who it is?"
A flash of sword light streaked through the forest.
The next moment, a figure stood on the sword, descending gracefully.
As he was about to touch the ground, the sword suddenly whizzed to his back, letting him land gracefully.
It was a young man dressed in a red robe, wearing a black crown, with a couple of amusing black mustaches at the corners of his mouth.
Po Jun coldly stared at Jian Tan and said, "During the battle beneath Lin'an City, it was you and another person who lured me to make a move. Who else besides you, hiding your face and doing such despicable things, could there possibly be?"
"Hmph! This isn't despicable, but rather knowing the times. Po Jun, sometimes you are too arrogant and not perceptive enough."
