But now Ye Fengsheng has started deliberately revealing his whereabouts in front of the Kunlun Cultivators. He must ensure that he is constantly monitored by the Kunlun Cultivators during his stay at Kunlun. This way, he won't inexplicably end up bearing those burdens himself!
Just like when I'm at home!
If others come with them, who can account for the deaths of these two elders?
A young monk passed by him with a sword. Suddenly, he stopped. He turned his head, listening to Ye Fengsheng's voice as he walked away. He thought for a moment, making no sound.
Ye Fengsheng seemed to notice his gaze. He stopped, turned back, and faced him directly, feeling that faint familiar breath. He slightly raised his eyebrows, then returned.
