"I am Fang Xi, greetings to you, Sir..."
Fang Xi thought for a moment, and finally suppressed his killing intent first, expressing his respect with a polite gesture.
Seeing that Peng Xifan, the 'Cold Mountain Swordsman,' appeared calm and collected, he couldn't help but suspect that the man must be unaware of Yan Tie's death at his own hands.
"So it is Mr. Fang."
Peng Xifan indeed did not know of this matter, as it concerned a life-saving benefactor from many years ago, and he was not skilled in divination; he was even unaware that Yan Tie had passed away.
Fang Xi, seeing as such, naturally did not make any special effort to inform him, and after exchanging a few courtesies, his eyebrows suddenly twitched as he looked towards the woods.
"It seems you have a few more guests, Sir. I shall wait over there..."
Peng Xifan glanced over, smiled slightly, and walked directly into the thick forest.
Before long, several figures emerged from another direction.
