It's an intangible sense of overwhelming pressure!
Even he himself couldn't explain what it was exactly, but he could clearly feel that the calm young man beside him was very angry.
And the cost of quelling his anger, Zhan Zhonghong felt he couldn't afford!!
So, he knelt down...
Suddenly, there was a faint noise outside.
Then—
"Is it here? Is the person inside?" An arrogant laugh from outside the house. Sounding quite young, around twenty years old, "The person inside, get out for me!"
"Haha!..."
Judging by the laughs, there was more than one person.
Outside the small courtyard, there were four people.
Two young ones, an elderly man with white hair, vigorous and clearly of high cultivation. Among these people, there was also a middle-aged man, and this man was none other than Gong Zhen, who was standing behind a handsome young man in white robes.
Needless to say, they were all members of the Purple Cloud Sect.
