"Miyamoto Kazuto, it's been almost twenty years since we last met, hasn't it?"
A burly figure stepped out from the darkness, and it was Feng Wudao.
He, along with Lu Wenrou, Qin Yu, and Yuan Shifei, had already been there for a few minutes. However, Miyamoto Kazuto was busy with something, and to barge in at that moment would have seemed a bit too underhanded.
So they simply waited in the shadows for a while, not expecting that Miyamoto Kazuto would notice them.
"Oh, you participated in the martial arts competition twenty years ago?"
After scrutinizing Feng Wudao, Miyamoto Kazuto sneered, "A group of losers, that's all. What, you think after twenty years you've become capable?"
"Hmph, at that time the experts from our Martial Forest of Hua Country just happened to be in seclusion!"
Feng Wudao snorted coldly, his expression slightly unnatural.