Cloud City.
The Baih Manor.
Emperor Baih narrowed his eyes and replayed the event in his mind.
"Who's that man?" He couldn't stop wondering.
A cultivator without a sect?
He didn't believe it. No independent cultivator as young as that man could be so capable. In fact, Emperor Baih didn't know Himmel Soan's actual cultivation level.
That guy seemed so common, and he had never detected any spiritual essence in him.
Yet the young man remained indifferent in his presence. He even defied him on certain things and showed no fear whatsoever. Moreover, he wasn't impressed by his offer.
He couldn't be just an ordinary man.
Emperor Baih would never believe it.
In that case, who could he be?
Emperor Baih had a sense of crisis at the last moment, which was why he retrieved his projection. His instinct told him that his projection would disappear in Baihib City if he didn't retreat.
