Under the watchful eyes of Ye Feng and Zhang Wenyuan, a young man in white swayed towards them with a casual, languid gait, clutching an old gourd in his hand and taking deep swigs of alcohol as he walked. He exuded an air of unrestrained and even arrogant nonchalance, giving the impression that he didn't take anyone present on the Vermilion Bird Platform seriously.
One must know that those who could participate in the Martial Dao Association's grand meeting at the Vermilion Bird Platform were essentially the cream of the crop from various great powers or leading figures from sect influences. Yet, even so, the young man in white still did as he pleased.
Such a person must either be a fool or someone who truly possessed remarkable abilities—a person of significant prowess!
