This was a man who seemed extremely young, yet he was cloaked entirely in black, not even a single strand of hair exposed, making it impossible to discern his true age.
He stood there like an imposing mountain, insurmountable.
Yeh Xingli froze on the spot, dumbfounded as he gazed at the man's attire, an unbelievable thought cropping up in his mind.
Could it be... this man is the legendary Jidao Sect Leader?!
Some say the Jidao Sect Leader wears black and only moves at night; he could very well be an owl transformed.
"Who are you?" The expressions of the men in black turned grave; evidently, they sensed a certain danger from Yan Tingfeng's presence.
Yan Tingfeng didn't answer, tilting his head slightly, "Are you taking him with you?"
"Yes," the leading man in black cautiously replied, "This matter doesn't concern you, and we do not wish to be on bad terms with you."
Yan Tingfeng smiled, "Of course you wouldn't want to be on bad terms with me."