Su He leaped up, ready to chase after them.
A horsetail whisk reached out, wrapped around him, and pulled him down, a voice transmitted from above, "Young friend, please wait a moment. Isn't it better to let our City Lord handle the internal display personally?"
Su He landed on his feet, and noticed that an old Taoist had appeared at his side without his knowledge. He had a youthful face and white hair, exuding a certain divine charm.
"Who might senior be?..." Su He asked with knitted brows. Standing before this old Taoist, Su He couldn't sense his presence, as if he had merged with the world itself.
Such an existence was definitely not a nobody. He appeared right after Green Thunder had left, which meant he must have been there all along. Even if not an ally, he wouldn't be an enemy either.
The old Taoist chuckled, "I am Xuanzhen of Guiwang Mountain."
