"Clap, clap, clap~~~"
The entire venue was in chaos, everyone shocked by Ye Tian's identity. Suddenly, that mysterious middle-aged martial artist slowly walked out, clapping his hands.
"Not bad, not bad. I never thought such a low-level plane like Kunlun could produce a true genius."
"Truly unexpected!"
The middle-aged man gave Ye Tian a deep look, full of admiration, yet his eyes still carried an air of superiority.
"It's him!!" Grandma Qian Xunyue saw the man, her whole body tensed, fingers trembling, "Xun Yue, get Xiao Tian back quickly and leave. Leave now."
"We cannot stay any longer; this man is too powerful. He is not from Kunlun."
Grandma Qian Xunyue looked at the man's figure, fear consuming her heart. She couldn't forget half a year ago when he struck her, leaving her gravely wounded, utterly powerless. His strength was despairing, making her feel helpless, horrified.
