"It's you!"
Ning Xuan was greatly surprised. The man before him was the owner of the tea stall outside Destiny City! Previously, Ning Xuan had always regarded him as an ordinary old man because he hadn't sensed any Element Force fluctuations from him at all.
Behind him, the Eighteen Death Warriors were on high alert, as if facing a formidable enemy. An existence whose power they couldn't detect had to be absolutely terrifying.
Ning Xuan shook his head. "All of you, stand down. This senior harbors no ill will." Against such a being, the Eighteen Death Warriors would be no match, even if they employed their great formation. There was no point in a futile effort.
The senior reached out, and a dry twig from the ground flew into his hand.
"Come, let me see your sword."
His old eyes were muddled, as if he were on the brink of death, but Ning Xuan didn't dare to show the slightest carelessness.
"Senior, forgive my offense!"
