The handsome young man named Duan Xuefeng sneered when he heard the words. "Gu Qinghe, if you really think my Duan family arranged for someone to assassinate you, then you should show some evidence. Otherwise, I won't let you spout this nonsense."
"Now that I have arrived at the Yuelan Sect, your family members can't clean up your mess anymore."
After Duan Xuefeng spoke, he took a long look at Xu Ning before turning around and leaving.
Gu Qinghe clenched his fists. It was obvious that he had a long history with Duan Xuefeng.
Xu Ning patted Gu Qinghe on the shoulder. "Let's go."
Xu Ning could basically guess what the two were fighting over.
Gu Qinghe, who ran for his life just before arriving at the Yuelan Sect, thought the killer who pursued him was this man named Duan Xuefeng.
"Brother Xu, thank you very much."
Gu Qinghe forcibly calmed his mood.
