The man's long hair fluttered without wind, his face exuding a faint arrogance, yet the inherent plebeian demeanor emanating from him was unmistakable. This kind of aura is hard to shake off in a short time.
If Fu Si brought people here with confidence, then Hou Qinglong's arrival as a commoner is purely seeking death, inviting trouble.
"Who is this man? How come I've never heard of him?"
"At a glance, he's just a common street scoundrel; you can tell by his attire."
"This person is Hou Qinglong, a man who likes Xia Shiyun, just a kid from the Transcendence Ninth Realm. How did he infiltrate the guards of the East Dragon Sect?"
Seeing Hou Qinglong leap onto the Martial Demonstration City, everyone was stunned, seemingly not expecting such a dramatic change in this wedding banquet.
Xia Shiyun looked at Hou Qinglong with some surprise, her eyes starting to blur. This time, there was no longer any shadow of Ye Mo in her eyes; it was Hou Qinglong, she wouldn't mistake it again.
