Lu Zhou sized up the gray-clad cultivator. For the person in front of him to arrive at Cold Breeze Valley in such a short time, his cultivation must not be low.
The gray-clad cultivator sized Lu Zhou and Lu Qianshan up with a faint smile on his face.
Lu Qianshan broke the silence first and calmly asked, "Is something the matter?"
With a Venerable Master at his back, Lu Qianshan was not afraid at all. He even had the urge to rush over and beat the other party up. After all, the other party was hovering in the air with a somewhat arrogant attitude. Was this not rude to his family's Venerable Master?
The gray-clad cultivator said, "I'm Naihe…"
"Naihe?"
"Can both of you leave the thing you found at the bottom of the cliff?" Naihe said with a smile on his face. His words made people inexplicably angry.
Lu Qianshan said indignantly, "Who do you think you are? How dare you behave so atrociously in front of Senior Lu?"
