"Great Gale—"
A soft shout rang out, and the thick smoke was instantly swept away by a fierce wind. Within seconds, the smoke that had spread throughout the venue dispersed. Nangong Meng was forced back dozens of meters, his neck clutched by a scholar in white.
"Professor Li, what are you doing?" Nangong Meng's face immediately darkened as he asked in a deep voice.
"Professor Li? Hahaha... It seems you really are a confused soul, not even knowing who they are looking for." The Professor Li behind him let out a sinister laugh, his skin visibly rotting at a rapid pace. With a gentle tear, a gloomy face appeared before everyone.
"Duanmu Qingsuang, you're indeed not dead!"
"You've already plunged the Duanmu Family into an abyss, why still insist on wiping us out? I had already planned to leave Jade Country and never return, why must you press so hard?" Duanmu Qingsuang retorted.
