"It's Brother Yan!"
"Senior Lan, what do you mean by this?"
Upon witnessing this scene, a disturbance immediately unfolded within the crowd, stirring the surrounding grey-white fog into a rolling unrest. Several people stood out, and someone directly voiced their question.
Liu Ming was also shocked beyond measure, but his expression remained unfazed as his gaze swept over the individuals, quickly recognizing them as Yan Luo's confidants whom he had previously encountered at the Iron League's stronghold. The middle-aged man in the fur coat who had led him here was also among them.
As Xin Yuan, standing beside him, recognized the face of the person in Lan Xi's hands, his own complexion turned quite unsightly, clearly unprepared for this sudden turn of events as well.
