"The Central Province Eighteen Domains, are they a thing of the past?"
Even with Xiao Ye's current Mental Realm, his heart couldn't help but jolt as he followed the voice with his gaze.
In the distance, a tall Martial Artist with a full beard was striding through the air, casting a mocking look toward Xiao Ye.
"Don't recognize me?"
Xiao Ye's eyes grew calm. "May I ask, sir, what do you mean by that?"
"Hmph, judging by your look, you should be one of those Martial Artists who got scared and hid away all these years, which is why you don't know the current situation in the Central State."
"It's just… why should I tell you? Looking at your Cultivation, you're only Emperor Realm sixth level, two Realms lower than me. There's definitely no treasure on you worth my interest. I can't be bothered wasting my breath."
After the bearded Martial Artist finished, he let out a disdainful cold snort and turned to leave.
Xiao Ye let out a soft sigh.
