Feeling that the surroundings had been completely blocked, Fremont pulled a long face instantly. He looked back at the ground and squeezed a flattering smile on his face, "Locke, three beautiful ladies, you can't just stand by and watch, please!"
At this time, everyone's eyes in the sky fell on Locke and the others on the ground.
"These four people seem a little strange."
Guthrie Nigel said with a frown. As a level-10 master, he couldn't see through the strength of those three women, and even that young man. He could only tell by the faint aura of the young man that this young man should be stronger than ordinary level-7 practitioners.
Being able to be comparable to a level-7 practitioner at this age meant that in addition to his extraordinary talent, this young man must have a strong background.
The other two level-10 masters were also silent. At this time, they thought the same as the old man.