"He's no longer around." The Dugu Sword Demon hadn't spoken so much in a year, especially on the issue of the number one expert from the Southern Wilderness. He wasn't being as parsimonious with his words as he normally was.
"Who is it?" Chu Xingkuang seemed very interested.
All present were intrigued by the tight-lipped Dugu Sword Demon, everyone on the shore of Moon Lake wanted to know who that person was, after all, even Dugu Sword Demon admitted his inferiority to the so-called number one expert.
Even Yan Qingcheng, Qi La'ao, and Yu Wenfeng were particularly attentive, wanting to know a definitive answer.
"Xiao Chen."
It took only two short words; having said them, Dugu Sword Demon walked away, his iron sword over his shoulder.
"Xiao Chen..." Everyone was chanting this name. Many people expressed surprise, especially the aristocratic young masters of Yindu, who, being well-informed, naturally knew this was a name that once made waves in the Southern Wilderness.
