Meng Chaoran's eyebrows furrowed as he frowned. He looked up all of a sudden with his eyes shooting daggers at his opponents. "So you are the people of the Golden Horse Rider's Department."
"Senior Meng really had great observation skills." One of the people in white said in a cold voice and smiled, "It is a real pity that smart people don't live for very long."
"Haha, if it is your intention to kill me, then you should display a bit of sincerity." Meng Chaoran smiled faintly before continuing, "talking without any action is useless." He then immediately clasped his hand behind his back and took a small step forward. "Wu Cheng Feng, Wu Cheng Yu. We only know the both of you. Do you plan on introducing us?"
The two individuals whom he had called by name were the two lanky people dressed in black from the Black Blood League. The both of them appeared to have similar characteristics as though there were blood-related brothers.
