"I'm afraid it's too late!"
As Wang Tuyuan's words had just fallen, Yun Xiao's gaze turned toward a certain direction, with a hint of light flashing in his eyes, seemingly sensing something.
"Damn, how did that old guy arrive so quickly?"
With Yun Xiao's words of caution and the direction of his gaze, Wang Tuyuan finally sensed some movement, and his face turned extremely unsightly, even with a touch of anger.
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Under the gaze of the four in the courtyard, several sounds of piercing wind suddenly echoed from the sky, followed by several familiar figures appearing in the courtyard where Yun Xiao was.
Among them, the two at the forefront were naturally Special Envoy Song Lianshan of the Emperor Canglong Palace, and the third genius of the Dragon Academy, Yi Duqing, while the crippled Qin Chuan was nowhere to be seen.
