The black-robed youth stood over the pool, his presence as still and profound as a silent abyss.
A trace of astonishment flickered in the majestic gaze of the purple-robed, middle-aged man.
"A Martial Dao Great Power?"
he asked. "Who is this?"
"That must be the new Master of Fubo Cave, Qin Feng," Lin Guangdong said, his gaze cold.
He did not particularly care for Qin Feng.
In his eyes, Qin Feng was nothing but trouble. He had a grudge with the Eastern Changle Wujie Fumo Heavenly King Palace, which would inevitably lead to disaster.
"So this is Niu Jinfeng's only disciple?" The special envoy's expression was rather nuanced.
The special envoy was naturally aware of the grudge between Niu Jinfeng and the Heavenly King Palace. In fact, this knowledge added another layer of complexity to his thoughts.
Lin Guangdong seemed to sense this and said no more.
