After murmuring to himself, Huan Cheng left.
Since the visitor was there to see Wen Ping, he knew that his concern was pointless. Among these few people, only the young man leading them was within his perception of realm level, while he dared not risk scanning the others.
Because without thinking, he could feel that those two were not weaker than Wei Qianjue, and he was only in the Lower Profound Realm.
Randomly sensing others was a way to make enemies.
As Huan Cheng left, the young man who had been in the house stepped out, glanced around at the people on the street, and said, "Shan Hua, are you sure as the letter claims, does the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect really understand Spiritual Cuisine?"
Shan Hua nodded quickly, affirming, "Absolutely, and he is very likely the son of the mysterious Medicine God Xue Qianqian."
"The Medicine God's son... alright, then you lead the way." The young man spoke, a hint of pleasure on his face.
Of course, this smile was quite thin.
