Ling Han was astounded. The man tall like a mountain was obviously the older brother Feng Po Yun, whom he had become sworn brothers with yesterday.
"Who's this? Such great nerve, daring to call a Heaven Tier elite an old man."
"Don't know, might be a stray that's been trapped too long in the city and was bewildered into going crazy."
"Yes, that's right, that's right."
Atop the wall, everyone discussed animatedly, but not everyone had eyesight like Ling Han, being able to see Feng Po Yun's powerfulness. In the eyes of normal people, this large fellow was just slightly sturdy, slightly out of the ordinary, and didn't have many specialties.
However, Heaven Tier elites, in the clear and in the dark alike, all revealed a grave expression; they couldn't see through this large fellow's strength!
This proved one point; the other person's cultivation was not at all below theirs.
