In between shouting, Qin Wushuang did not slow down. Flipping both wings, a burst of purple light slashed across the night horizon like resplendent meteors.
Plundering with his body, he had already made it to the high platform where Qin Taichong was located.
"Senior Brother, you are in a good mood." When he saw Qin Taichong was enjoying a drink by himself despite being in critical circumstances, he could not refrain from breaking out in a smile.
Not to mention other aspects, just this boldness was matchless to other disciples of the Qin Clan.
With a profound gaze, Qin Taichong fixed his gaze on Qin Wushuang for a while. Then, he roared with laughter all of a sudden. "Good kid, you made such rapid progress, I cannot even see through you. In these ten years, the outside world widely spread the news of how you perished at the Endless Eastern Sea, it seems they are spreading lies."
"Senior Brother, why are you here?" Qin Wushuang asked curiously.
