"Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, the two brothers!?" Wang Xuansha named the two.
"That's right." Wang Xuanfei nodded.
Laojun Mountain was already one of the ten great famous Daoist mountains in the world.
And the Qi Brothers, Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, were the outstanding talents among their generation of disciples, with reputations no lesser than An Wuyang of Zhongnan Mountain or Xia Weisheng of Zhenwu Mountain.
"They dared cause trouble at White Crane Temple?" Wang Xuanqing sneered coldly.
Though White Crane Temple didn't command a prominent mountain or river, it was after all located in Shangjing City. In ancient times, that would have been at the Emperor's feet—the very heart of civilization, a place of profound significance.
"These two brothers are so renowned for a reason. I heard from Second Uncle that the two are twins, born with an innate sense of each other. Their Primordial Spirits can merge as one, and they can combine their powers." Wang Xuansha spoke in a deep voice.
