Purpose

“Those two individuals must be ill, coming to bother us for no reason,”

Feng Qingyang seethed with anger. He was currently in a period of great success, despite his relatively low ranking in the top ten of the upcoming grand competition.

Nevertheless, he was among the elite who qualified to enter the secret realm, and his confidence was soaring. The actions of those two today felt like a slap that brought him crashing down from the heavens, making him realize the significant gap between himself and true masters.

“Shangguan Yuquan, that name sounds familiar,” suddenly spoke the usually silent Bei Xinghan.

He, too, was infuriated at the moment, but upon hearing the person’s self-introduction, a complex and subtle feeling flashed through his mind.

“I also feel a sense of familiarity,” echoed Xiao Qi, furrowing his brows as he struggled to recall where he had heard that name before.