A hoarse, gloomy laugh suddenly came from outside the house, cold and sinister; it was Fei He.
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he stood up without showing any emotion.
At the same time, Fei He pushed the door open and walked in.
"Disciple Ning Fan, pays respects to Elder Fei."
Ning Fan did not like Fei He, but he did not show any emotion on his face. He clasped his fists in a respectful salute, extremely courteous in demeanor.
"I felt an instant connection with you, young friend, no need for such formalities."
Fei He waved his hand, found a chair, and sat down, then smiled.
"Young friend, you are truly impressive, sweeping across your peers with a Void Fragmentation peak cultivation and taking first place in this slaughter contest, remarkable!"
"Thank you for the elder's praise," Ning Fan said respectfully.
