"So it was him. Rumor has it that on the Ancient Immortal Road, he once fought Chen Fan alongside Jian Tianmo and Fei Fengxuan—the three of them against Chen Fan alone. And the result..." Someone said gravely, his expression solemn, but he did not dare continue.
"And what was the result?" the crowd pressed at once.
The man glanced at Cai Teng's expression. Seeing that he seemed unconcerned with this side, the man slightly lowered his head and said, "Jian Tianmo and Fei Fengxuan were beaten so badly they suffered grave injuries." With that, he hurried away, seemingly feeling that he should not have spoken out of turn.
Everyone was immediately dumbfounded. But on second thought, even terrifying Soul Division Stage existences had fallen at Chen Fan's hands. It was hardly surprising that outstanding elites like Jian Tianmo had been defeated.
Saint Son Cai Teng paid it no mind. A faint smile rested on his lips as he gently waved the fan in his hand, showing no sign that he believed he had truly lost. An air of pride and confidence surrounded him.
Standing amid the crowd, Chen Fan could not help but feel a chill in his heart. Barely more than a month had passed since they last met, yet Cai Teng seemed even more unfathomable. One could tell from his eyes alone that his True Supreme Forgetting Emotions Art had advanced another level.
A trace of surprise also flashed through the mysterious masked woman's eyes. Looking at Cai Teng, she gave a soft smile. "So you are the Saint Son of Heartless Valley. You truly cut a fine figure. This little woman offers you her respects."
The masked woman placed both hands at her slender waist and gave a slight curtsy.
Chen Fan's pupils suddenly contracted. Such a