Fan Xiaoxu

Paying no heed to the frenzied village belle, Zhang Xuan and the others hastened their footsteps. It did not take them long to catch up to the three young men.

While those three youths were not able to sever space to travel through dimension rifts, they seemed to have practiced some kind of unique movement art, allowing them to travel at an incredible speed.

"Shall we stop and question them?" Zheng Yang asked.

"There's no need for that. Even if we question them, I reckon it's unlikely that they will be able to answer my doubts. It'll do for us to just follow them for the time being. Everything should come to light at the Great Phrontistery of Confucianism!" Zhang Xuan replied with a shake of his head.