"Yun'er, it's really difficult to even see you," Grand Lord Hong Lian chuckled and teased as he remembered how he had been trapped in the formation.
Gu Ruoyun laughed awkwardly when she heard those words. "We had set that formation because my friend was trying to prevent the members of First City from causing trouble for me. Anyone who has reached the rank of a Martial Saint would become trapped in the formation."
Anyone at the rank of a Martial Saint would become trapped in the formation?
A wave of shock entered Grand Lord Hong Lian's heart. How powerful was this person to have the ability to construct such a powerful formation?
A smile crept up upon his handsome face at the thought of this. "Yun'er, I have been quite worried that no one would be able to protect you while I was not by your side. Now I see that you have quite a few capable people on your side. I can rest assured now."
