"You!"
"What about it?"
As they spoke, they gradually forgot all about Fang Shuwen. The animosity between them, however, only grew stronger.
The few people behind them could hardly watch anymore. 'Can't this youthful squabble wait? Shouldn't we be focusing on the real task at hand?'
Just as they were about to speak up and set things straight, someone suddenly exclaimed:
"Look, who's that?"
Everyone followed his pointing finger and saw that, at some point, a person had appeared at the end of the street.
The person was dressed in black, carrying a broad-bladed great saber on his shoulder.
The blade exuded a strange, crimson aura that was chilling to behold.
But compared to the somber aura radiating from the man himself, the strange, crimson glow of his blade seemed almost unremarkable.
Feng Gu and Ke Xingcheng exchanged a glance, and both could see the gravity in the other's eyes.
"'Blood Calamity Saber' Qiu Qianmo!"
"It's actually him!"
