The two people couldn't help but turn their heads and exchange a glance.
They both thought that Brother Chu was becoming increasingly flamboyant.
At this moment, the entire vicinity of the mountain gate was filled with the screams of a group of young women. The combined sound resonated for miles, penetrating the clouds, causing almost all the Jianghu travelers present to feel a sharp pain in their eardrums, their faces turning pale.
If these screaming women were ordinary people, it wouldn't matter.
But they all had cultivation, with the lowest being at the Seventh Rank.
Among everyone, only Chu Ming frowned, feeling disheartened.
This guy had left seclusion? Did he really dare to accept the challenge?
Just as Chu Ming was marveling, Chu Xisheng was engaging in a stare-down with Shui Ruge.
"With purple eyebrows, you must be Shui Ruge, and you wish to challenge me?"
Upon seeing Chu Xisheng, Shui Ruge too was invigorated.
