As Xiao Yu's words fell, a lean old man immediately appeared from behind. Without a visible movement, he had already squeezed through the crowd and arrived in front of Xiao Yu and Qin Hao.
"A gentle breeze arrives, water ripples not stirred. I am Wu Qingbo, and shortly, I will see you off."
His voice was hoarse and heavy. Although his tone was very polite, when spoken through his throat, it carried an eerie feeling.
Once Wu Qingbo announced his name, a large portion of the crowd immediately fell silent.
The atmosphere remained still for two seconds, and someone exclaimed in shock, with their voice even changing tone.
"Wu Qingbo! Could it be Wu Qingbo ranked tenth on the Celestial List of assassins!!"
Suddenly, this statement stirred up waves of surprise. As the person's voice fell, others also reacted immediately.
"What! Wu Qingbo, it's actually Mr. Wu himself making a move?"
