Chai Wuji looked at him, a bit perplexed.
He always felt that Yang Zhenshan had some ulterior motives.
But you don't land a punch on a smiling face, and since Yang Zhenshan spoke like this, it was not appropriate for him to confront directly.
"Aren't you afraid I'll detain you here?" Chai Wuji said.
Yang Zhenshan's lips curved slightly, his eyes locked with Chai Wuji's, deep within which lightning suddenly flickered.
"Haha, without some strength, this old man wouldn't dare visit so lightly, would I?"
Chai Wuji gazed into his eyes, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Your cultivation is truly formidable!"
He could already see Yang Zhenshan's Taoist Intent, although he had not yet comprehended the Taoist Intent, he knew many expressions of the Taoist Intent.
Compared to Da Rong, the Martial God Temple has a deeper understanding of the Taoist Intent.
