"Brother Yun Xiao..."
Ling Wan's voice sounded a bit choked, his eyes also filled with a faint gleam of tears. He kept rubbing his eyes, watching the coarse-clothed figure become increasingly blurred, but he could confirm that it was indeed the Brother Yun Xiao that he longed for and missed.
"What qualifications does someone from the late stage of the Origin Seeking Realm have to bully my brother Yun Xiao?"
As Chen Zhiheng slowly turned his head due to Ling Wan's unusual behavior, he immediately saw a shockingly young coarse-clothed youth slowly approaching, accompanied simultaneously by a voice that reached his ears.
"Who are you to dare trespass into my Xuanyin Hall?"
Before Chen Zhiheng could speak, a prodigy from Xuanyin Hall jumped out, because in his memory, there were absolutely no young disciples in Xuanyin Hall who looked like this.
Slap!
