The aftershocks from Xiao Yi Xian's battle with Protector Tie were also detected by Xiao Fan, and he immediately led everyone flying toward them.
But the aftershocks that had just appeared were cut off, causing Xiao Fan to lose his target for a moment.
On the way there, he saw a familiar person.
A gothic lolita dress, somewhat creepy smoky makeup—it was Yan Li, who had likewise noticed something wrong with the place where the sect master was.
Xiao Fan dropped down and immediately grabbed him, demanding, "Where is Xiao Yi Xian?"
"X-Xiao Yi Xian?"
Yan Li was still dazed from being suddenly grabbed, and Xiao Fan's drastically changed appearance made him fail to recognize him at all.
Only then did Xiao Fan remember that Xiao Yi Xian had never revealed her real name. "Your sect master's location!"
Yan Li's heart went cold. With the other party being so aggressive, he was definitely here to harm the sect master.
From the speed and strength with which the other man had lifted him, Yan Li could sense that his cultivation was far above his own, but he still gritted his teeth, his expression evasive and unnatural as he said, "I don't know. Even if you ask me, I won't tell you!"
Xiao Fan was at a loss for words. He could tell that Yan Li had misunderstood something, so he changed his hair back to its original jet-black color.
"You... it's you!"
With that change in hair color, Yan Li recognized Xiao Fan almost at a glance. It was this hateful bastard in front of him who had forced him to flee in such a sorry state. If not for the sect master, he would have died in the Jia Ma Empire.
Now was not the time to catch up. Xiao