"May I ask, who among you is Brother Yun Xiao?"
Just as the situation in the field became a bit peculiar, a voice arose from the crowd. Soon, an elderly man with a celestial demeanor and a kind face emerged.
"That's Ouyang Wantong, the Sect Master of the Shenxiao Sect!"
Xue Ningxiang, always the most perceptive observer, immediately introduced the celestial-looking elder to the others. The initial impression of this Ouyang Wantong seemed favorable to the women.
Perhaps it was due to Ouyang Wantong's celestial and Taoist appearance, or maybe it was because of how he referred to Yun Xiao. Since he called Yun Xiao "brother," it was unlikely that he would act against Yun Xiao like Wu Zhukong or Wei Duzheng.
"May I ask... cough cough... who might you be, senior... cough cough..."
At this moment, Yun Xiao lay on the ground, unable to rise. He barely managed to speak a few words before coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, causing everyone's expression to change.
