"Hm." Gu Zhiqi responded casually.
Mo Weiran heard this and a hint of awe appeared in his eyes.
Just passing by them, one could feel the powerful oppressive aura. If they were to really fight...
Hiss~
Terrifying.
Mo Weiran quietly swallowed, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Qiao Qingshu, who also appeared unperturbed. Recalling how those people seemed to be quite familiar with Qiao Qingshu, he sidled up to Qiao Qingshu and asked, "Um, Student Qiao, are you also an ancient martial artist?"
Qiao Qingshu turned his head to glance at Mo Weiran. Initially, he didn't want to entertain him, but remembering Gu Zhiqi's friendly attitude toward him, he finally nodded coolly.
Upon hearing this, Mo Weiran was somewhat surprised but also felt that it was as expected.
**
About a minute later, the three of them arrived at the center of the training ground. As they entered, they were greeted by waves of cheering.
