"Brother Sun!"
Zhang Lu and the others were absolutely petrified.
Sun He clutched his chest, his expression twisted, glaring at Shen Qinglan, mumbling, "How is this possible!"
He truly hadn't expected that, besides himself, there would be such a formidable figure hidden within this small Lishui Village.
Several years ago, when he left home, he happened to encounter his master, who saw that he was willing to endure hardship. Only then did his master teach him martial arts for several years.
Although, compared to other cultivators, he was quite ordinary, in Lishui Village, he could reign supreme.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Shen Qinglan, and said, "Who is your mentor?"
"She's heaven-sent!"
Zhang Lu suddenly remembered what his grandfather had said, so he hastily shouted.
"Heaven-sent?" Sun He's eyes widened in anger.
