"Master Gao Qiu, here, I am right here."
Wei Xiu waved his hands frantically, overflowing with excitement.
That tall and slender figure, taking small steps, walked towards Wei Xiu nonchalantly.
Long Chen glanced over, the newcomer dressed in a black robe, his long hair casually tied up, resembling a character straight out of history itself—a sight that might indeed deceive a regular person from the Martial Arts community.
"The Wei Family Head, it seems your family has taken quite a tumble here."
Gao Qiu stood with his hands behind his back, smirking as he came to a stop in front of Wei Xiu.
"Master Gao, I truly feel ashamed, but this man before you, he seems to be a Transcendent like yourselves—I simply, cannot defeat him. This time, my son was killed, and all the people I brought have been ambushed. Master Gao, you're the only one who can help me now."
Wei Xiu's expression was solemn.
