Choice

Lei Dong reached up and tugged at his cloak. Having lifted the seal, he surveyed the situation through the brim of his hood, his gaze finally settling on Yun Ling, who had taken his Dou Technique head-on without any guard up and seemed almost completely unaffected. He gritted his teeth slightly.

Damn it, I ran into a tough one.

Lei Dong tugged at his hood, making sure his face would not be exposed. If not for Xun'er's cloak, which could conceal one's identity and bloodline, Lei Dong would never have so conspicuously revealed his true strength.

That Xiao Yan doesn't seem to be here.

Lei Dong glanced over Cai Lin and the others. Two women and an old man—none matched the image of Xiao Yan that Xun'er had described to him. Still, he could at least confirm that these people were Xiao Yan's companions.

At last, Lei Dong turned his gaze to Yun Ling, his brows drawn tightly together.

He had never seen black flames before. They were undoubtedly Heavenly Flames, and their grade was certainly extraordinary. At the very least, Lei Dong could clearly sense that even Xun'er's Golden Emperor Blazing Heaven Flame could not compare to them.

"Thank you for lending us a hand, sir. May I ask who you are?"

Ancestor Huoyun looked at Lei Dong and asked. Lei Dong gave him a faint glance before replying indifferently.

"I merely came to help at someone's request. There is no need to look into it further."

To keep others from tracing his identity back through Xun'er, Lei Dong gave only that simple response. As for Xun'er, she was hiding in the shadows. Everyone outside knew she had entered with him; if she appeared, he would inevitably be assumed to have appeared alongside her. Once they compared notes afterward,