After the three left, others around Ming Xian gathered around.
"Captain, is this your clan leader of the Golden Roc Clan?"
"Truly unfathomable."
"In my opinion, with this clan leader, your Golden Roc Clan doesn't seem as troubled as you say, at least may thrive for ten thousand years."
Ming Xian smiled bitterly.
The real trouble of the Golden Roc Clan, how could other branch races know?
However, he couldn't explain in detail, just ambiguously said:
"Something like that."
"By the way, Captain, your clan leader brought two people earlier. That woman is your Golden Roc Clan Young Master, and the man?"
"He doesn't seem like one from the Peng Clan?"
Upon hearing this, Ming Xian was stunned, then recalled.
He found he seemed not to have met this person either.
However, since this person was personally brought by the clan leader, Ming Xian, as a member of the Golden Roc Clan, naturally couldn't publicly question his clan leader.
He smiled and said:
