In the middle of the crowd, Chen Xiaobei suddenly saw the kind-looking old man.
Chen Xiaobei had the scholar's heart and a photographic memory. There was no way he would mistake someone for someone else.
However, the strange thing was that the old man they had met earlier was from the green wings race. Now that they saw this person, they didn't see any green wings on his back.
Chen Xiaobei hesitated for a moment.
Just as Chen Xiaobei was about to go over and greet the old man, the old man disappeared into the crowd.
"Bro bei, who did you see?" "Ling Taiji?" six-eared macaque asked curiously. Or is it mu chenye?"
&Quot; neither ... &Quot; Chen Xiaobei shook his head. &Quot; "Do you still remember that old man in the Greenwing Imperial City? Back then, you even used your primordial spirit domain to probe his cultivation!"
"I remember!"
