Within the building.
Princess Jin recovered from her flash of memory and her eyes became bright again.
However, awaiting her were curious gazes.
“Ninth sister, how did you meet this Zhao Feng?”
Third Highness couldn’t hold it in.
Two years ago, Zhao Feng was the number one genius of the Thirteen Countries and a wanted man.
The two shouldn’t know each other, but then, why did Princess Jin say, “I know him, but does he know me?”
“This Zhao Feng has already reached the True Mystic Rank at such a young age. Who would have imagined that a genius like this came from the Cloud area? He would probably be considered a genius even by the entire continent.”
Elder Jiang couldn’t help but say.
Princess Jin’s eyes twinkled, but she didn’t immediately answer.
If they were to know that Zhao Feng was one of the overwhelming prodigies of the Sacred True Dragon Gathering, how shocked would they be?
Every cultivator knew very clearly that the Cloud area was only a poor countryside.
