Before, that muscular man was busy pulling him back, muttering, "The road is long, the road is long, is Immortal Su still inside?"
Xiao Lu glanced at him: "Of course, my dojo is still watching."
He ignored it and continued to shout: "Who is Mr. Fang, wanting to find the leader of our Taoist sect?"
No one answered. They came here to queue for divination. Naturally, they were well aware of the situation. There were only two people in sight. One was the grand Su Dojo, and the other was the Taoist who had always lived with the Su Dojo. It was no exaggeration to say that this Taoist was the incarnation of Su Daochang, so naturally, no one dared to offend him.
Now, listening to his inquiry, it was obvious they realized the importance of the matter, so almost simultaneously, their gaze fell on that place far away from the crowd, where a proud voice called out to Ye Fengsheng.
