Feeling the burning gaze around him.
Qingfeng Child paused involuntarily upon stepping out of the Bronze Gate.
His face still maintained a calm demeanor, but inside, his heart beat rapidly like a drum.
Since their birth, he and Baiyun Tongzi had stayed in Cyan Mountain focusing solely on cultivation, occasionally going out just to pass messages for "Master."
They had never seen such a scene.
He slightly opened his lips, his gaze swept over the expectant faces around but suddenly it was as if something was stuck in his throat, he didn't know where to start.
The air was filled with a subtle silence.
Zhao Halberd stepped forward, speaking without arrogance or servility: "How should we address this Immortal Child? What brings you here?"
"Just call me Qing... Qingfeng... this trip... trip..."
At this moment, Qingfeng Child's eyebrows twitched, his spiritual sense tightened, making him a bit stutter when speaking.
Can Immortals stutter?
Zhao Halberd mused secretly.
