He held Crane Sword Ting Chen, and if it wasn't for his need to maintain his reputation, he might have already used Space-Time Transition.
"Hold on, Elder Feng, please stay," Xu Xiaoshou suddenly extended his hand.
Feng Tingchen felt his scalp go numb, cursing himself for still worrying about his image, and immediately drew out Ting Chen, giving Yang Xizhi a look that said, "Be careful," and was ready to escape.
"Brother Feng, please wait,"
This time, it was Gu Yu who spoke up.
With his words, the spectators from the five regions, watching through the Dao Imparting Mirror, all stirred.
Those around looked back with various expressions, the one with the most exaggerated reaction being Mei Siren.
"Sigh... "
"Ei, yi, yi... "
"Ai ya ai ya ai... "
Mei Siren shook his head like a rattle-drum, sighing to the heavens as if his stomach was bloated with the air of the entire Second World.
