"As expected of the old ancestor. Coming and going without a trace; truly magical." The other old man sighed with admiration as he slowly made his way down the stairs.
In a dark corner behind Drifting Fragrance Lodge, a bunch of oil cloths rustled lightly as an aged face appeared from the side. At this time, the old man's eyes were filled with endless doubt.
"What is the motive of the Zhan Family for doing all this? Also, why did that undying old thing of the Zhan Family come out here today to witness this meaningless competition? What are they trying to do?"
"Beside that… that kid with the Free and Natural Physique is quite interesting… what are the intentions of this Mo Junye? This old man had lived for so long thinking that I'm very clever. But to think that I'm actually stumped twice in one day?"
