He has come, finally come!
Su Mei immediately stood up, her beautiful eyes filled with fury as she stared outside the formation.
"Stay calm, leave everything to me,"
Ning Daoran rose into the air, flicked his sleeve, and dispelled the Kunpeng Echo Formation.
"Hmph!"
The Soul-devouring Demon, dressed in a fiery red robe, glanced at Ning Daoran and Su Mei, then noticed the wine and dishes arranged on the stone nearby. He couldn't discern Ning Daoran's cultivation level or appearance, but sneered coldly, "So, it's a pair of wild lovers meeting in secret outdoors. Tsk tsk, Su Mei, as the Sect Master of the Cloud Martial Sect, you're actually resorting to seduction for the sake of your sect? How novel."
Ning Daoran's voice turned icy with disappointment, "Soul-devouring Fellow Daoist, do you truly not recognize me?"
"Hmm?"
