Xu Nian didn't know Zhang Longhu and his people.
For him, in the entire Celestial One Daoist Sect, the only person he knew was Zhao Qixian.
To suddenly be surrounded by so many people waving swords at him—well, to be honest, he was scared shitless.
Kong Qingquan looked at Zhang Longhu and all these Celestial One Daoist Sect disciples in front of him, and his shock was honestly beyond words.
Taibai Hall?
Zhang Longhu?
He'd really arrived at the Celestial One Daoist Sect?
He'd come straight from Profound Yellow Sect all the way to the Celestial One Daoist Sect thousands of miles away?
This kind of shock left him speechless.
When Zhang Longhu saw Kong Qingquan appear, he let out a sigh of relief. "Everyone lower your swords, they're friends, not foes!"
He was also curious why Kong Qingquan had come out of the array.
And by the looks of it, it seemed he'd been pulled over here by this young man next to him.
What's going on?
Who's this young guy?
