"That is... Hu Guanqiu!" From far away, Xiao Hua had already seen the arrogance on Hu Guanqiu's face. One could imagine how he had treated Zhong Tianyao back at Zhongling Mountain Villa! He had forced a Golden Core cultivator to hand over the materials for repairing an ancestral magic artifact—what ordinary cultivator could be so utterly ruthless?
Yet although Hu Guanqiu's arrogance could not be concealed, he had forcibly hidden it at this moment. There was actually a trace of respect on his face, and he even flew slightly slower than the Mihuan cultivator, seemingly allowing the Mihuan cultivator to go first.
"How strange. What is this Mihuan cultivator's background, to make Hu Guanqiu yield to him like this? Could he be a Nascent Soul senior?" Xiao Hua watched the Mihuan cultivator and muttered inwardly. His heart instantly tightened, but the thought flashed away just as quickly. Would a Nascent Soul senior need to wear Mihuan?
But suddenly, Xiao Hua cried bitterly in his heart. "Damn it, Hu Guanqiu brought this person here. Even if he is wearing Mihuan, who knows whether Kun Shuai has met him before? It would be fine if he does not know him, but if he does... how am I supposed to speak with him?"
"Forget it!" A fierce glint flashed through Xiao Hua's eyes. "Who cares who he is? Since he has come here, he cannot blame me for being ruthless! I cannot be bothered to say anything to them. I'll simply kill them all!"
Thus, Xiao Hua urged his body forward and headed straight toward the two. Zhuo Meng and Mountain Splitting were already held in his mouth, ready to deliver a single fatal strike!
But just as Xiao Hua was about to act, Hu Guanqiu suddenly flew several feet ahead and transmitted,