Zhu Zijian looked at the junior in front of him who spoke arrogantly, and couldn't help but feel a chill. If he hadn't arrived a step later than Bai Xuelin, the two might have already clashed, and the one buried here today could have been himself. The Celestial Secret Pavilion's desolate silhouette proved the strength of the person before him.
"Alas!" Zhu Zijian sighed deeply, glanced at his disciple, then at Gu Shenghui, who was chatting with Bailang in the distance. Noticing his exposed set of black teeth while speaking, Zhu Zijian forced a bitter smile and said, "That's Black Teeth Gu Shenghui, isn't it!"
Pei Yan turned back upon hearing this, puzzled, as Gu Shenghui was quite renowned across the four planes and casually replied, "It's our Gu Chu, what's the matter!"
