All eyes followed the direction of the voice. At the top of a nearby building sat a figure, seated with two or three empty wine flasks in front of him... it was clear he had been there for quite some time.
In the distance, Dark Demon Cui Ming, with a sword on his back, gazed at the sound from the building, his previously calm and indifferent expression shifting to one of slight surprise. Even he hadn't noticed there was someone on that building.
Or rather, it wasn't so much that he hadn't noticed, but that some sort of power had interfered, causing him to overlook it.
"This person... is interesting." He then slightly curled his lips and smiled. Among the young generation, aside from that child Yug Zhan, there were hardly any who could incite his fighting urge. Now, there was finally another... it wouldn't be so dull anymore.
