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"You all acquaint yourselves; we'll depart in an hour," Fang Huasheng cautioned before leaving with Yi Feng.
On the scene, there remained only Xia Liu and ten members of Spearhead.
The sea breeze whistled crisply, yet couldn't sway Xia Liu's figure, and the roaring waves roused the ten members to restlessness.
"Hey kid, where are you from?" one of the members, a burly man standing at one point eight meters, asked impolitely.
"Sorry, my name is Xia Liu. May I ask how to address you?" In the presence of these Yellow-Rank Martial Artists, Xia Liu showed no anger.
He had concealed his energy well; before them, he appeared to be just an ordinary person. It was reasonable for them to be proud, after all, they were Martial Artists.
"Niu Zhenjie! A disciple of the Kunlun Sect, from Liu Hai!" Niu Zhenjie introduced himself with arrogance.
"My apologies, nice to meet you."
