"Xiao Ming..."
Amid the crowd, Gu Xun'er looked at Xiao Ming, whose presence was solemn and unfathomable as an abyss, and a trace of amazement flashed through her eyes.
Back then, although Xiao Ming's reputation in the Jia Ma Empire had been at its peak, he had merely been a poor boy from the Northwest Region in her eyes.
Though his talent had been outstanding, it had been nothing remarkable to the Ancient Clan. Yet only a few years after she left the Xiao Family, he had grown to such a level. It was truly unbelievable.
Of course, amazement was one thing. Without Xiao Yan binding her heart, Gu Xun'er was as cold and pure as a lotus, incomparably proud. Moreover, she and Xiao Ming could be considered old acquaintances, so she did not feel fear like those from the Soul Clan.
"Alliance Leader Xiao!"
Gu Qing Yang awkwardly cupped his fists toward Xiao Ming. Like Gu Xun'er, his impression of Xiao Ming had been limited to that of a genius from some small place in the Northwest. Although Xiao Ming had defeated him before, the power of his Ancient Bloodline had not yet begun to manifest at the time.
He had thought that in a few years, he would leave Xiao Ming far behind. Who would have thought that a few years later, someone really had been left far behind—only it was not who he had expected. The one left behind was himself!
That was rather awkward.
Moreover, he had previously accepted an order from the clan elders to demand the Ancient Jade from Xiao Ming. Though they had not gone too far, who knew whether Xiao Ming would hold a grudge?
This place was also cut off from the outside world. He could call to Heaven and receive