Who?
Ye Wudao's pupils contracted. Who exactly was it that knew his true identity!
It must be noted that since Ye Wudao came down the mountain, he had never revealed his true identity to anyone!
A man in a black robe approached, his entire body enshrouded except for a pair of mysterious eyes, emanating a terrifying aura.
Leading the three great beast kings, each knelt on one knee. "Greetings, master!"
"Greetings, master!"
"Damn, he is the master of the Western Wasteland Beast Lair?"
"What a powerful aura!" Dao Kuang and others had a solemn look, not daring to make eye contact with the man in the black robe.
The man in the black robe, with his hands behind his back, looked down at Ye Wudao and said in a hoarse voice, "Boy, you come from Kunlun. I can sense that disgusting aura on you!"
Ye Wudao nodded and said, "Correct, you are the master of the Western Wasteland Beast Lair, aren't you?"
"Boy, why aren't you kneeling yet?" the White Ape King urged.
