"..."
Silence fell over the abandoned site.
For some reason, Mou Yuan suddenly felt an urge to beat up the little boy who was walking so arrogantly, as if he were asking for it.
Of the sixteen Supreme Elders of the Crescent Moon Clan, most had not participated in the recent siege of Chang'an City. Three of them, however, had.
At this moment, they stared at the little girl and boy, their expressions changing abruptly. "That's not right! They're Golden Core experts from the Human Race!"
"That's right. During the attack on Chang'an City, that little boy stood before the city gate and killed over a hundred of my Upper Crescent's elite warriors," one Elder said, grinding his teeth. "I remember this brat well. He has bronze skin and iron bones, and he possesses immense strength."
