Three Thousand Years and One Day (1)

Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man, but no one dared show any disrespect. 

No one knew his real name and face, but every time the name "Anonymous" appeared, it was accompanied by the fall of a Grandmaster. 

Jiang Ming stood in front of Zhang Yuanhe and looked down at the founding emperor of the Cloud Empire who bowed to him. He suddenly smiled and said, "The Cloud Empire has only been at peace for a few decades. I won't kill you today!" 

Jiang Ming was used to war. He was tired of it and did not want to ignite another war. 

When Zhang Yuanhe heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief. His body, which had been tense for a long time, staggered, and he almost lost his balance. 

Jiang Ming no longer paid attention to him. He took a step forward, and his figure disappeared into the sky.