No wonder he asked such a question.
Jiang Fan's recent performance had utterly shattered their expectations!
Defeating Wang Chengjian effortlessly was already astonishing.
But how did he dispel the fearsome icy wind with just a casual wave of his hand?
And now, he claimed to have slain the Blood Flood Dragon?
Liu Qingxian was also somewhat perplexed.
She felt that after not seeing Jiang Fan for more than a month, he seemed like a completely different person.
His strength was now entirely beyond her comprehension.
After a moment of contemplation, she finally said: "Since Fan has told us to go up, it should be safe."
"There's no doubt about that."
Suddenly.
She noticed a gaze fixed upon her.
She turned her head and saw a pretty girl, around eighteen years old, who looked both charming and lively.
Liu Qingxian asked in surprise: "Are you a friend of Jiang Fan?"