"Greetings, Xu shikui!"
Many of the students from the capital city cupped their hands in greeting, their attitudes respectful, as if they were greeting their seniors and teachers.
In fact, Xu Qi 'an was indeed worthy of such treatment. Even the most arrogant scholars would not dare to show their arrogance in front of him.
However, the foreign students did not know Xu Qi 'an's identity. When they saw that he was a night watchman, they were quite disdainful. However, the attitude of the scholars in the capital made them realize that this young Yin Gong was not an ordinary person.
"Brother, who is this person? He's just a martial artist."
"You don't know him ... Oh, you're not from the capital. This Lord is called Xu Qi 'an, the Xu Qi' an with a faint fragrance floating in the evening."
“.. So it's him. As expected, he's a man of talent with an extraordinary appearance. He's truly a dragon and phoenix among men, making people feel admiration."
