While the crowd was confused, an old grey-haired man flew into the hall from outside directly.

The voice sounded so familiar. She seemed to have heard it before and yet failed to think of it.

Duanmu Xi jerked her head up.

It was him?

He was the old grey-haired man who snatched the beggar's chicken from Lanze.

"It is you who want to take away my disciple?"

Situ Kong walked to the several elders and raised his ...