"You... who are you?"
The Array was broken. A black-clad figure halted the motion of trying to rescue the Array Flags, staring at Lu Zheng in shock.
Lu Zheng looked over and saw the man in a murky black robe, round face and small eyes, a ring of beard on his cheeks, and two hard, long horizontal mustaches above his lips, jutting out to both sides.
Lu Zheng couldn't even be bothered to answer him. On the other side, Ao Kuo had already leapt forward, spear lancing straight at the man's throat.
The man's figure flickered and he instantly appeared at the main hall's doorway, turning to rush out of the hall.
Only, just as he reached the door, a thin layer of white cloud appeared before him, covering the entire front hall gate.
