Xiang Wentian was not aware of Zhao Rong's background, but how could the Jianghu people at the border of Yuanzhou and Hengzhou not recognize him?
Someone who knew him immediately shouted:
"It's a master from the Hengshan Sect!"
"It's Hero Zhao!!"
"The divine sword of the Hengshan Sect has also descended the mountain!"
"Hero Zhao must be here for Xiang Wentian, could it be that he wants to challenge the Heavenly King himself?"
"..."
Some people exclaimed in surprise.
Other people looked towards the youth on top of the big horse, even if they hadn't seen his face, they would have heard of his reputation.
Upon hearing the crowd, their expressions immediately became vivid.
Even the fringes of the White Tiger Hall and the Demon Cult showed a hint of dread.
They had suffered no small loss in Hengzhou Prefecture.
Xiang Wentian was in the pavilion, and now another difficult character had arrived.
As the local big brother of the Orthodox Path.
