The young man didn't look very old, dressed in a yellow robe, slightly corpulent in figure.
Two awe-inspiring elders followed behind him.
The youth approached Xu Zimei and patted the Dark Heaven Tiger's back, smiling as he said, "Friend, this mount of yours looks quite impressive.
There seems to be some Wild Desolation bloodline in it."
"It was a gift," Xu Zimei said with a nod and a smile.
"How about you name a price and sell it to me, friend? I really like this mount," the youth said with a grin.
"It's not for sale," Xu Zimei replied, shaking his head slightly.
"Do you recognize me, friend?" the youth asked with a light chuckle.
"Have we met before?" Xu Zimei asked, frowning slightly.
Hearing Xu Zimei's words, Wang Huikun next to him gently tugged at Xu Zimei's sleeve.
He whispered a reminder, "His name is Feiyu Chang Hong, and his sister is Feiyu Qingyun."
Xu Zimei pondered briefly, then shook his head and said, "Never heard of them."
