But before he could act, it was like a hurricane had appeared out of thin air, the swift and fierce trail of wind contained pure spiritual energy and instantly completely minced the vulture into fine pieces. Due to the wind being too dense and sharp, the fresh blood that splattered out was also pulverised into balls of bloody mist, and then it was blown by the wind to vanish without a trace. From the beginning until the end, not a shred of the smell of blood escaped.
How terrifying.
"Disciple Gu!" There was a hesitation, "What are you doing here?"
Today could not possibly be any worse. What was he doing here?
A few meters from them stood someone Gu Yuze would very much love to forget.
Han Ji.
Gu Yuze had never seen him in mundane clothes before yet he wore a simple blue shirt and trousers as if it was perfectly designed for him.
His long hair was tied into a ponytail and there was no expression on his face.
