"Hmm..."
"What's your assessment?"
Fang Shuwen was a little curious.
Yu Yaoguang was silent for a moment before speaking four words:
"All show, no substance."
Fang Shuwen almost burst out laughing.
But he recalled the man's Swordsmanship from just now. The Sword Qi was exceptionally condensed.
It had nothing to do with being "all show, no substance."
Given Fang Shuwen's knowledge, he couldn't imagine who else could possess such Swordsmanship. He could only sigh with emotion.
"For a moment, I thought Sect Leader Xiao of the Cangwu Sword Sect had arrived."
When Yu Yaoguang heard this, she froze as if struck by lightning.
She stood there, completely rigid.
Fang Shuwen was puzzled.
"What's wrong?"
Yu Yaoguang thought for a moment, glanced back the way they came, and after a long pause, forced out a few words with a complicated expression:
"Xiao Ruofeng... he probably won't be getting out of there anytime soon."
"???"
Fang Shuwen didn't understand.
"What do you mean?"
