Tonight is moonless, and the pitch-black night sky is only faintly lit by a few stars.
The lean middle-aged man withdrew his gaze, looked at the black-clad martial artist beside him, and said:
"Xu Chuan, don't you want to break through to the True Yuan Realm?"
"Of course I do, but..."
The black-clad martial artist furrowed his brow deeply, lowering his gaze.
Luo Feng saved their lives, and doing this is undoubtedly returning kindness with enmity, a fact that truly surprised him.
"Big brother, that young hero Luo is at the late stage of the Spiritual Rotation Realm with the power of his Saber Technique proving he's no ordinary late-stage Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artist—he's a young genius. The three of us teaming up wouldn't be a match for him."
The black-clad martial artist wanted to persuade the lean martial artist using other means, raising his head: "This is too risky, we should give up."
He still didn't want to harm Luo Feng.
