Being born into a small clan means no noble lineage or family heritage, yet achieving such a realm and becoming the disciple of a master?
The three gained a deeper appreciation of Li Hao's talent once again.
At this moment, three other figures appeared from the nearby vortices.
Two men and one woman. The woman appeared to be in her late twenties, with charming features. She wore a snow-silver garment, her hair was also silvery-gray, and her earrings were crystal-clear. She carried a noble demeanor, and although she was a woman, her gaze held an arrogance that seemed to command heaven and earth to bow before her.
Li Hao's eyes narrowed, realizing this must be the sixth senior sister mentioned by the master. But this aura, is she also from an Emperor Clan?
"This is our little junior brother."
Zhan Qinghuang smiled at them as they appeared, without a hint of condescension.
"Little junior brother?"
