"Oh, right, besides those in Middle Ying City, I took a part to Longxi to kill time. Tsk, tsk, tsk, the Tang Clan does have some tricks up their sleeve in cultivating the Wind Media. There were several times they almost found the thread—truly fascinating."
Old Master Xu, holding the ring, could hardly believe his eyes as he looked up at Wang Chan's undisturbed gaze, barely recognizing him, and could only tremble and say, "You've only been with the Dutian Heavenly King's patrol for a few years, how have you become so terrifying?"
