296 He Guzhentian is back!

In a presidential suite of a hotel not far from the Phoenix Nest Training Hall.

A young man cradled a glass of wine in his hand, taking a sip as he gazed in the direction of the nearby Phoenix Nest Training Hall and asked, "Is everything clear now?"

Behind him stood a person shrouded in shadows.

This shadowy figure responded instantly at the young man's inquiry.

"It's clear now; behind him should be that man."

"That man? Which man?"

"Twenty-five years ago, Mountain and Sea Secret Realm."

With just two key phrases, the young man instantly grasped the meaning.

"Oh, so it's that scumbag. I heard this guy was pretty fierce back in the day!"

"The top Summoner of the Alliance Evil Path; none dared to confront him head-on!"

The person from the shadows spoke with a hint of fluctuation in their voice, a faint respect noticeable, but the young man in front of him simply scoffed.

"That was decades ago. Back then, he might have been a beast, but now, he's just a dog locked up."