After Qian Youquan finished speaking, Chu Ge's mind flashed with the image of that man wearing a mask.
But what does this person have to do with the Black Witch Sect?
Chu Ge narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered for a while, then heard Qian Youquan continue: "Later, I asked around among my contacts, and the result was only that he is a disciple from a reclusive Sect called the Sunflower Sect."
Qian Youquan sighed. It was only in moments of utter powerlessness that people would feel completely worthless. Qian Youquan had always thought he had some influence, that he could secure a foothold in a corner of Beijing, and that was already quite impressive to him.
But when he, a common man, encountered an Ancient Martial Artist, it was like an ant facing an elephant. Facing a formidable enemy, all the advantages he thought he had vanished into thin air.
