"Lin Xing!" The robust man who was blasted away strode forward, his temper flaring to the extreme, ready to attack again.
A ribbon of literary energy suddenly fell from the sky, pulling them apart and interrupting their fight.
He Youyi stepped out from the arc of literary energy,
"What's the matter, causing such a commotion?"
The black-robed elder quickly stepped forward, bowing as low as possible,
"Disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect harmed disciples of our Luofu Mountain! Please, Mr. He, do justice for us!"
The robust man imitated him,
"Disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect harmed disciples of our Green Blade Sect! Please, Mr. He, do justice for us!"
He Youyi looked at Fan Wubing, pondering, then said,
"Fan Xiaoyou, tell us what happened."
Fan Xiaoyou?
Mr. He addressed Fan Wubing like that? Could it be, they knew each other before!
