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"You truly have sharp eyes and impressive skills."
A black figure stood atop the eaves, speaking with a smile.
Xiao Yi Xian narrowed her eyes slightly as she studied the figure. With the moonlight, she could clearly make out the person before her.
The man wore green robes and had green hair, which reminded her of Liu Xi, whom she had killed in Wu Tan City. However, this man was no longer youthful; his face was weathered, carrying the image of a middle-aged uncle.
Zi Yan pointed at the green-clad uncle. "Who are you?"
The uncle was slightly taken aback, then smiled. "I never expected such a powerful group not to know who I am."
Zi Yan secretly gritted her teeth at those words, her lips pursed as she muttered loudly, "Hey, who are you? Why should we know you?"
"Do you think you're a Dou Venerate?"
The green-clad uncle sighed and shook his head. "I wouldn't dare call myself a Dou Venerate, but I am indeed a Dou Emperor."
The green-clad uncle leaped down from the roof. A small hand brushed through his green hair as he revealed what he believed was a friendly smile. "You should all be outsiders, right? It has been a long time since anyone from outside came here."
Watching the green-robed uncle's somewhat lecherous smile, Xiao Yi Xian quietly pulled Zi Yan behind her and asked evenly, "Explain your identity and purpose clearly. Otherwise, don't blame us for being discourteous."
As soon as Xiao Yi Xian finished speaking, the aura of a Dou Emperor swirled continuously around her. Waves of pressure rolled forth along with her cold voice.
Fu Ya narrowed her eyes slightly. Golden light flashed and vanished as the pressure unique to a Dou Zong spread outward, seeming to