Looking at the envelope on the ground, Gu An lowered his eyes, silent.
The breeze blew, pushing the envelope a bit farther.
Only then did Gu An raise his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
Both people were of good appearance.
One could call them handsome and beautiful.
Their cultivation wasn't bad either.
Just didn't know why they were making things difficult for him.
If Senior Sister Duanmu were here, would they do this?
It seemed unlikely.
Maybe seeing that he was slightly less young, marked by logging signs on him.
Hence somewhat underestimated.
Respect follows clothing, then the person.
He must not seem respectable, he thought.
"Why are you staring? Pick it up, can't possibly expect us to do it for you?" the man spoke.
Gu An sighed inwardly.
Then stepped forward, palm striking swiftly.
Bang!
The opponent was a Golden Core, his physical strength ever vigilant.
So when Gu An's palm descended, his power immediately countered.
