"An acquaintance? Where?"
Ning Jianbo asked curiously.
"Doesn't that person over there look familiar to you?"
Peng Wanli pointed in Ye Chenfeng's direction involuntarily.
Ning Jianbo followed Peng Wanli's finger and suddenly saw Ye Chenfeng.
"Hmm? He really does look a bit familiar..."
Ning Jianbo seemed to think of someone, just a vague outline, but extremely similar.
It was a feeling from the depths of his soul, very familiar indeed.
Especially thinking that person had recently appeared at the Lingnan Sword Clan, Ning Jianbo's suspicion grew stronger.
"Is it him… is it him..."
Ning Jianbo's legs went weak, and he collapsed on the ground.
"What's wrong? Ning Jianbo?"
The other talents from the Nine Heavens Alliance asked involuntarily upon seeing him fall.
Ning Jianbo's collapse drew a crowd, and the nine Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the Nine Heavens Alliance were quite displeased.
"Ning Jianbo, what are you doing, embarrassing us like this?"
