"I've long heard of the Blood Flame Tyrant Blade, renowned throughout the Western Regions, its power sweeping across the Heavenly Mountain, formidable beyond compare. May I ask which esteemed member of the Duan Family I have the honor of meeting?"
Chen Xuantian stopped and stared at him.
"Duan Tie, have you heard of him?"
Cang Ming's eyes lit up.
"So, it's the Young General. I've heard of your great name for ages!"
Chen Xuantian raised his eyebrows, planted the blade, and lifted his chin.
"Who are you?"
"Mount Emei's Cang Ming, I've met Young General Duan."
This Cang Ming indeed had a somewhat extraordinary presence, stepping forward with a proud chest.
"Even though I've not had the fortune of meeting you before, I've heard of the Grand Commandant's unmatched martial prowess, his noble deeds, opening up the new frontier, sweeping across the Heavenly Mountain; the Duan Family revered in the Western Regions, renowned across the land.
