"Thank you, Elder Xie!"
Eventually, Mo Wangchen bowed with clasped hands and took his leave.
After exiting the Heavenly Spirit Pavilion, he headed towards Lingdong Peak.
Suddenly, a person stood in his way not far ahead.
This was a young man whose brows revealed a brimming sense of bravery, standing firmly like a sharp sword.
It wasn't hard for Mo Wangchen to discern that this person was definitely a Swordsman and that his Swordsmanship was remarkable.
However, for reasons unknown, the other's gaze remained fixed on him, with flickers of Sword Light in his eyes, signifying a will to fight.
"Mo Wangchen?"
As he approached the youth, intending to walk around him, suddenly, the young man spoke.
"Is there something you want?"
Mo Wangchen frowned slightly, stopped in his tracks, and looked at the other person.