Above the Golden Province, within the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Zhang Fusheng tucked his hands into the narrow sleeves of his coarse linen robe, his gaze sweeping over the two groups in the bamboo forest, raising his eyebrows slightly.
The Cui Family, whatever.
This black-robed man... Who is he?
Why does Old Su look so grim?
He was observing everyone, while everyone was also sizing up the two uninvited guests they've never seen.
Su Qiansuan's heart remained heavy, instinctively rubbing the old scar on his left hand, his gaze roaming over the newcomers,
These two... When did they appear??
He was alarmed, now in control of the Golden Province, the Golden Realm, bolstered by the power of the Great Realm, comparable to a formidable Great Power,
Yet he hadn't detected when the two had appeared!
And then there's that black-robed man...
Su Qiansuan's brows twitched wildly.
"Who are you?"
