"Macheteman?"
Although the other party muttered softly to himself, Su Yun still heard it clearly. He could not help but jolt. Although his expression did not show, he was already on guard.
What's the situation? Has his other identity been discovered? That shouldn't be the case!
Su Yun looked at the few people in the room in confusion, pretending not to understand. These people were also sizing up Su Yun in surprise, especially the wooden saber in his hand, which attracted their attention.
"What Macheteman? Old friends, this is my son, Su Yun." At this moment, Su Guowei saw that Su Yun had also entered the house, so he walked in from the back. His words were filled with pride as he introduced him to everyone, interrupting the short silence.
