The sun was setting in the west and the light of the setting sun shone across the foot of the mountain.
Gu Ruoyun, who had just descended the mountain, seemed to sense something and halted her journey.
She then gently curled her lips and calmly remarked, "I'm sure you've been waiting for a long time. What do you want from me?"
Rustle!
Just as she spoke, a large number of people suddenly appeared from thin air in the once empty foot of the mountain.
A white-haired and bearded old man was standing at the front most of the group. His face was stern and cold while a murderous intent enveloped his entire body.
A familiar face was standing next to the old man.
