Seeing Ji Zhengyu's anxious expression, Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but smile slightly, his mood undisturbed.
Even in his heart, Huang Xiaolong was feeling a trace of satisfaction.
Finally, those deeply hidden Yin Tribe members had been found by Ji Zhengyu.
These creatures, neither human nor ghost, disgusted Huang Xiaolong, and he was determined to eradicate them sooner or later. Now that he knew their whereabouts, everything was much simpler.
"Hahaha~~ Young Master Ji, it's been a good number of years since we last met. We have an old friendship, and it's indeed time to catch up. Don't panic, whatever it is, you can tell me slowly~~" Huang Xiaolong laughed again. "Even if the sky falls, I'll be there to hold it up."
People like Yan Pianpian, Ying Aoshan, and Feng Hanyan, who were representatives of the young generation from the top ten ancient martial families of Huaxia, and were familiar with Ji Zhengyu, nodded to him in acknowledgment.
