"Third Young Master!"

What Xiao Feng didn't expect was that the first time after he descended the mountain, a middle-aged man in a suit greeted him and waited right at the entrance to the upper mountain, as if he knew that Xiao Feng would come down.

"You are?"

Xiao Feng put down the Battle Spirit Purple Clothes on his back and said with a puzzled face.

Battle Soul Ziyi was still a bit flushed as she landed on the ground, and her footsteps were unsteady as she ...