Upon hearing these words, Lee Tianhu, Zhang Yue, and Yun Kuan exchanged glances from afar, then each gave a cheery laugh and turned away, walking farther off.
Zhao Yan, being perceptive, hurried after them and left as well.
Xu Yang gave a faint smile, casting a deep look at Zhang Yue.
He sensed that Zhang Yue must have already guessed his identity.
After all, a Yang Realm cultivation, with such strength—across all of Daqian, there were but a handful of such figures!
A thought flashed by, and Xu Yang looked down at the two of them.
Wuo Yaofeng had already gotten up, his expression ferocious: "Do it!"
Helan Liuhuo clenched his teeth, his eyes brimming with unwillingness and despair!
But with Wuo Yaofeng by his side, he just couldn't bring himself to kneel and beg for mercy.
"Where is Helan Xing?"
Xu Yang fixed his gaze on Helan Liuhuo and asked.
"Helan Xing?"
Helan Liuhuo was stunned, staring at Xu Yang in astonishment.
"Who... are you, really?"
