Jian Yunfeng was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Are you saying he is a Martial Artist?"
"How could it be this sickly guy? I'm talking about this senior, who is indeed a powerful Martial Artist."
The guard looked at Zhong Ming with reverence.
So it turned out to be this person. Jian Yunfeng glanced at Zhong Ming; this person's aura was as fierce as a tiger and dragon, and he really seemed like a Martial Artist.
Jian Yunfeng immediately understood that Jian Lingling said this pretty boy might not be a Martial Artist, but he had some skills, so he must be the disciple of this expert Martial Artist.
This pretty boy is indeed fortunate to have found a master who seems quite strong.
"Alright, Ling'er, let's go inside quickly. They have a Martial Artist senior and don't need our help."
Jian Yunfeng said with some displeasure.
