Cloud Mist Mountain Range.
Looking at the young man who was walking over, Su Changyu was still in a dumbfounded state.
He had suddenly encountered cultivators of the Four Thunder Swordsmanship Sect.
The other party was extremely enthusiastic and even gave Daoist Tai Hua a pill when they saw that he was injured. That was simply absurd.
'They might have great morals, but this is a stretch.'
Su Changyu was not a fool. He could tell that they seemed a bit restrained and tense when facing him, especially Wang Yu and Chen Hua.
Their occasional glances made Su Changyu genuinely flustered.
'Are they really attracted to my good looks?'
'What is this young man doing running towards me?'
'Is he trying to matchmake us?'
'Wow.'
Su Changyu got even more nervous.
However, the more nervous he was, the more arrogant he appeared.
His arrogance was also the reason that they found him mysterious.
