Amid the ranks of the Fire Tribe, the eyes of Young Master Yan Long flickered with the glow of flames as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
"Do you know him?"
The Great Elder leading the Fire Tribe this time looked at Yan Long and said.
"He's the guy who injured me at Nine Flame Mountain!"
Yan Long said in a deep voice.
"It's him!"
A look of surprise flashed in the Great Elder's eyes as he looked at Xiao Yifeng. He had heard about how Yan Long was defeated at Nine Flame Mountain, but he didn't expect it to be by such an ordinary-looking boy.
"This time, I will wash away my shame!"
Yan Long clenched his fists, and the terrible flames flickered in his eyes.
"Xuanyuan Hong, long time no see! You're still alive, huh!"
Xiao Yifeng looked at Xuanyuan Hong and smiled lightly.
"Xiao Yifeng, you thought I died, didn't you? Unfortunately, I'm not dead, and I am alive and well, with my current strength."
