"What? You all know a high person?" Yang Tianzi was taken aback.
A high person, such a being, is not someone you can meet just by wanting to.
Unexpectedly, Master Li the Fortune Teller said he met one, and Mr. Crocodile said he knew another?
"I think the high person I know is even better." Mr. Crocodile said with great confidence.
"Is that so?" Yang Tianzi looked at Mr. Crocodile, who was so certain, and was very curious about the high person who had created the Art of Blood Refinement.
The Art of Blood Refinement, there was no rumor of anyone having created it.
That senior indeed created it.
Truly a high person.
"Nonsense. That Ancestor of Blood Refinement cannot compare with the young gentleman I know." Master Li the Fortune Teller was somewhat angry, not believing Mr. Wu Tian would lose to anyone.
In Master Li the Fortune Teller's heart, Mr. Wu Tian held significant status. No one else could see what was going on with Princess Miaoshan,
Yet Mr. Wu Tian knew.
