The Past Was Like Smoke: An Yi Confesses the Truth of His Three Years of Life-and-Death Trials

An Yi withdrew his left hand and looked at Mu Zhan, who was screaming in agony, then asked with a puzzled expression:

"Are you all right?"

That seemingly concerned yet utterly sarcastic remark made Mu Zhan's face flush crimson, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

But no matter how slow-witted he was, he now deeply realized that the red-haired young man before him was far stronger than he was!

Not far away, Princess Yao Yue watched the scene and shook her head with a strange expression.

"This Mu Zhan really is as brainless as ever. Didn't he investigate his opponent's background before making a move?"

"Not long ago, at the Mittel Auction House headquarters, this man crippled a Dou Ling elder right in front of everyone!"

Liu Ling, who stood beside Yao Yue, drastically changed expression upon hearing this and cried out in shock:

"A Dou Ling?!"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Yao Yue shrugged and lowered her voice. "The Mittel Family sealed off that matter. I only happened to hear about it from my great-grandfather."

"Apparently, he merely released a crimson flame with a casual wave of his hand. Many people suspected it was a Heavenly Flame. It burned that Dou Ling elder half to death without leaving him any room to resist."

"But the Mittel Family kept the details under tight wraps, so I don't know much either. Still, one thing is certain: even if he really crippled a Dou Ling by relying on a Heavenly Flame, his own strength definitely isn't weak!"

Liu Ling's expression turned ugly as he stared fixedly at An Yi's youthful face. "But... he can't be older than twenty-something, can he? How could he possess such strength?!"

"I don't know about that." Yao Yue spread her hands. "When I