"What?"
Fang Xing, who always had an attitude of fearing nothing, suddenly froze, staring wide-eyed at the man in front of him.
But after the man glanced at him, he no longer paid him any attention. Instead, his gaze lightly fell on the Dragon Maiden, whom Fang Xing was carrying over his shoulder. There seemed to be something indescribably complex in his eyes. After a long while, he let out a soft sigh, a faint bitter smile appearing on his lips, and he nodded slightly, murmuring to himself: "Girl, you've suffered so much!"
At this moment, all the surrounding cultivators were also stunned, or rather, they were intimidated by the aura emanating from the man. The three Nascent Soul Manifestations in the field and the distant Nascent Soul Manifestations that had sensed the man's released energy, all kept their distance. For a moment, no one dared to approach, and the nearby Elder Lake Lord just stared at the man dumbfounded, taking a long time to seem to confirm something.
