The young man also noticed, and his eyes lit up as he looked at Qu Tan'er, a lecherous glint flashing through them.
"I'm just passing by. You can carry on," Qu Tan'er glanced at them, her gaze calm and unwavering. She didn't want to get involved in this mess, and besides, it had nothing to do with her. She then looked at the young man lying in a pool of blood, and not far from him was the carcass of a Demon Beast.
Clearly, what she just heard was true.
But with this glance, Qu Tan'er could already determine that this seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth was extremely ruthless. That old man wasn't simple either; he was a Xuan Cultivator. While he seemed to be around sixty or seventy years old at first glance, it's hard to judge the real age of a Xuan Cultivator. That elder could be an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.
She did not stop her footsteps and continued to walk forward.
With just a single look, she didn't glance at the young man and elder again...
