Shen Qinglan walked forward slowly and said, "No need to be nervous."
Du Bingxue hesitated and said, "It seems, Qinglan knows who it is?"
"I think..." She turned back to look at Du Bingxue and said with a smile, "I should know."
As soon as she finished speaking, two shadows flew out, each person's sword was placed on the other's neck, neither willing to yield.
"Uh... Elder, Senior Chu!" Yan Yijie was somewhat stunned.
Fu Junyan then put away his battle stance, smiled, and saluted the two, "So it's the two seniors, Junyan pays respect to both!"
Du Bingxue also saw this and slightly bowed to the two.
The two over there heard the sound, snorted coldly, and simultaneously withdrew their swords.
Turning back, Chu Wuqu's face was already smiling, but the Elder still had a stern face, looking very displeased.
Shen Qinglan chuckled, "Have you two been fighting so long, aren't you thirsty?"
