The little brats looked thoughtful, as if something had just clicked for them.
Right at this moment, a middle-aged man who'd been watching from the shadows with his hands clasped behind his back slowly walked over.
"Little brother, where did you come from?"
Hearing the deep voice, Lin Yifan's body stiffened for a moment, then he looked over naturally.
Very quickly, he saw a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's muscles bulged all over, his frame was huge. Though he was no longer young, the years hadn't left many marks on him.
Lin Yifan did a rough judgment: this was a Cultivator; he just didn't know what Realm he'd reached.
"Gale City!"
The middle-aged man's thick eyebrows lifted. "You're a Wind Spirit Master?"
"That's right." Lin Yifan answered openly and aboveboard.
Wind Spirit Masters often traveled between Xunfeng Palace and Gantian Palace, so showing up here wasn't surprising.
The middle-aged man's wariness dropped a little.
"Little brother, what are you here for?"
