Even his hands were encased in the iron armor, as if wearing a pair of iron gloves.
His hair was disheveled, hanging loosely behind his head, and his face looked somewhat darkened.
Judging by his complexion, he didn't look like a living person.
Especially, a hint of purple tinged his eyelids, while his eyes reflected a faint blue light.
Those eyes were full of anger; the moment he steadied his form, he propelled himself forward, swiftly advancing towards the fleeing scholar.
With a single hand grasp, the air seemed to be scorched with bloody traces.
The fleeing scholar showed no fear, agilely leaping forward, and the two figures instantly engaged in a contest over the snowy ground.
"Is he Chu Huai Feng?"
Chu Qing was somewhat unsure.
Hua Jinnian also furrowed his brows:
"Too young?"
Chu Huai Feng was supposedly defeated atop Golden Sun Mountain a decade ago, but judging by this person's current age, ten years ago, he would have been only around ten years old, right?
