"Who are you?" Fu Lanqing asked with a gloomy expression.
Unexpectedly, Xue An didn't pay him any attention and instead smiled slightly at Jian ZaiXin.
"Since you're a disciple of the Jian Sect, what is Li Jingxing to you?"
Hearing the name Li Jingxing, Jian ZaiXin's expression changed dramatically, and he looked at Xue An with reverence. Then he respectfully said, "He is my grandmaster!"
Xue An nodded, "No wonder your Sword Intent carries his aura!"
"Mister, may I ask who you are?" Jian ZaiXin couldn't help but ask.
"Me?" Xue An smiled, "Technically speaking, I could be considered half a friend of your grandmaster!"
Half a friend?
What does that mean?
Jian ZaiXin was filled with confusion.
At the same time, being ignored entirely, Fu Lanqing could no longer suppress his rage and roared, "Where did this brat come from, daring to act so mysterious in front of me?"
As he spoke, Fu Lanqing raised his hand and slashed out a sword.
