Meng Po's expression froze instantly.
She stared at the plaza ahead in utter disbelief as two figures appeared out of thin air.
"Who is it!"
"No, you're Li Yun?"
"Damn it, how did you appear here?"
Bixuan was stunned as well. Her beautiful eyes stared at Li Yun in shock, unable to believe that she would actually see him here.
This was already the second time she had encountered Li Yun.
Thinking back to when she had first met Li Yun by the river in that small county town, then looking at today... those were absolutely two entirely different circumstances.
Back then, she had still been a member of the Meng Po Society, and even a relatively important figure within it.
Li Yun, though already somewhat known at the time, had basically been confined to the Celestial Martial Sect. At most, he could be considered a fledgling.
And now?
She was no longer a member of the Meng Po Society.
Yet Li Yun had already risen to fame, his name shaking the world.
Still, she had never imagined she would have another chance to see Li Yun, because this fellow was now famously mysterious.
Yet it was precisely Li Yun who had stepped in to save her at her most dangerous moment.
This... truly felt far too miraculous, far too coincidental.
"Miss Bixuan, we meet again!"
Li Yun walked over with a faint smile.
Bixuan seemed somewhat flustered. "Yes, we meet again. I never thought I'd run into you here... Ah, no, please help capture Meng Po and the others. They're all Ghost Race..."
"Don't worry, they can't escape. If you hadn't happened to come, I might have already taken them down."
"Ah..."
Bixuan was stunned at once, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Meanwhile, seeing Li Yun appear yet completely ignore her,