Han Junting's hands trembled as she looked at the cold-faced figure. She covered her mouth with her right hand, afraid that she would scream.
In a Pavilion a few thousand feet away, ning keyun's eyes darkened and he said in surprise, " "Why is it him?"
Ning Kewei was still wearing a black robe, but his hood was flipped over, revealing his silver hair. He said in surprise, " "This person looks familiar, but I can't recall who he is."
After a brief moment of shock, ning keyun's eyes flashed with suspicion. if it were twenty years ago, father would have heard of this person. He's an outstanding talent of his generation. It's a pity that his life was ruined in the battle on the snowfall peak in the divine cloud Palace.
