The phoenix raised her head and gazed up at the battle in the sky. She actually seemed somewhat interested in the battle, especially towards Ye Futian.
Although Ye Futian's mount had spoken disrespectfully, ever since Ye Futian arrived here, he had presented himself with due respect. He had apologized on behalf of his mount and yet was unapologetic to the people who raved on about killing his mount.
Ye Futian had stood there quietly, not revealing his hand. Yet, when he did, he was as swift as lightning, instantly killing off the other party. He had attacked decisively and mercilessly without any hesitation.
There was more to this white-haired youth than met the eye. At the very least, he was the most interesting cultivator she had seen so far. He might also be the most outstanding, even though his cultivation was not the highest.
