"This man specialized in body refinement."
"Qiqi, stand farther back."
The most powerfully built middle-aged man behind the woman stepped forward.
Though Tang Yuan had concealed his performance well just now, the man, who had likewise cultivated the Body Refinement Technique, still spotted a few clues. He caught sight of the black pattern that had flashed across Tang Yuan's palm the instant he received the core nail.
"The people we've run into this time are probably tough bones to chew."
The middle-aged man signaled to the woman and his other companions, then cupped his hands toward Tang Yuan. "Esteemed guest, you possess fine skills. With strength like yours, why stoop to remaining in such an obscure little team? How about we recommend you to join the Sky Wolf Soul Hunter Group?"
Wu Zilong's expression darkened. "You're from Sky Wolf?"
The middle-aged man did not answer. He stared fixedly at Tang Yuan.
Tang Yuan declined, "Thank you for the offer, but we came for Dragon Abyss. Please do not obstruct us further."
The middle-aged man's expression turned cold. "Since you insist, I have no choice but to drive you all back."
Just as he was about to make a move.
A hearty laugh suddenly rang out.
"I say, aren't you people bored, playing this sort of trick?"
Everyone turned toward the voice.
They saw a man in his early twenties half-reclining atop a perfectly curved tree branch some distance away.
The man made no effort to conceal his appearance. He looked spiritually handsome and rather dashing, with a teasing smile that hovered at the corners of his mouth. As he idly toyed with a broken branch in his hand, he appeared utterly carefree and roguish.
With that mocking remark, the man slowly drifted down to the ground beneath everyone's gaze.
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