"Fellow Daoist? Who was this person? Why is it so strange? I see that he is quiet and unkempt, but his strength seems to be quite powerful."
The swordsman next to Li Yuanqing looked very depressed. He was standing there just now, and for some reason, a guy came over.
This guy had been trying to get close to him since he came over. Initially, he did not take it seriously and just answered whatever he asked.
However, who knew that this kid would never stop asking questions. He couldn't even stop talking. In just a short while, he had already asked no less than 30 to 40 questions.
No matter how mature a swordsman was, it was still annoying to have such a guy buzzing in his ears and asking non-stop questions.
Just as he was about to flare up, Li Yuanqing suddenly said,"Hey, why does the symbol on your shoulder look so similar to theirs? Are you two fellow disciples?"