"Hmm?" Fang Qiu immediately turned at the noise.

He saw a silhouette move swiftly across the sky under the moonlight like a night elf, stop in front of the marshland, and face off against him.

"Are you a martial arts practitioner?" Fang Qiu asked as he arched his brow.

He hadn't expected to see a martial arts practitioner here.

However, this martial arts practitioner was dressed in the traditional outfit of the nomadic tribes and his hair ...