Wang Anfeng's expression never wavered as he simply said, "I have an agreement with Tan Tianxiong..."
Just then, another clear voice, filled with laughter, sounded, "If Brother Wang is referring to the matter of finding friends, please rest assured."
"As long as Brother Wang stands aside this time, whether it's I or any member of the Twenty-Seven Allied Gangs, we will help Brother Wang to find them."
Before the voice had dissipated, Yu Jiu, clad in black clothing, descended from above and stood on the left side of the courtyard, not joining the members of the Twenty-Seven Allied Gangs. Though there were only four or five people behind him, each one possessed an extraordinary aura; even if they were not Middle Third Rank Masters capable of levitating, they were certainly formidable.
Beside them stood a gaunt man carrying three longswords, his eyes as cold and sharp as ice, and his bearing and demeanor far from the ordinary.
Middle Third Rank Martial Artist.
