Feng Chengyu, dressed in a pure white garment, had her long hair casually tied.
While sitting on the seat, she exuded an arrogant temperament.
Han Huxiao sat next to her.
"Deputy Hall Master Xu, come."
After seeing Xu Ning walk into the meeting room, Han Huxiao quickly got up.
"This is Miss Feng San."
Han Huxiao secretly gave Xu Ning a look, indicating that Miss Feng San was a very important figure.
Xu Ning understood his signal. He didn't even care that the other party was near his age. He just cupped his fists and bowed slightly.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Feng San."
Han Yue also bowed.
Feng Chengyu kept her gaze on Xu Ning's body, scanning him from top and bottom.
"Xu Ning…"
A faint smile appeared on Feng Chengyu's mouth. "So you killed three warriors in the intention realm?"
"Yes, luckily."
Xu Ning said humbly.
"That was not luck." Feng Chengyu seemed very interested. "How did you do it?"
