"Heh heh... Shouldn't you be at your Nine Dreams Sect? What are you doing running all the way out here?" Han Sanmian chuckled.
"I have my own important matters to attend to, of course. But for a vital combatant like Grand Elder Han to desert his post... that doesn't seem quite right," Master Yunxia said pointedly.
"You juniors learn a few new words and toss them around indiscriminately. How do you know I'm not fighting an enemy from without?" Han Sanmian countered.
Master Yunxia's mind raced as she tried to figure out why the Grand Elder Blood Progenitor was here.
This area was far from the battlefield, and this Grand Elder of Taixu was the type who never made a move without a clear prize in sight. In fact, not a single one of the Grand Elders ever did anything without a specific, calculated purpose.
Every single person who managed to cultivate to their level was both a genius and as cunning as they come.
