A young man dressed in white stood in the air, standing face to face with the man who was dressed entirely in black. From a distance, the pair made quite a distinct contrast.
"You're also a mid Dharma adept from the Lightning Sword Sect?"
Han Yuzheng, the young man who was dressed in black, looked at the young man in front of him who was dressed in white. He raised his brows and squinted slightly, the smirk on his lips looking slightly more strained than it did before.
"Zhou Donghuang, a disciple of the Autumn Valley," Zhou Donghuang said unhurriedly as his eyelids raised sluggishly, and he glanced over at Han Yuzheng casually.
"An Autumn Valley disciple?"
Han Yuzheng was shocked at first. The smirk on his lips seemed less forced this time. "Did you not see that a core disciple from your sect had lost to me?
