"The same to you." Hong Luan gave Yun Luofeng one last look before turning and leaving. The cyan-robed man originally wanted to follow, but Hong Luan merely sent him an indifferent glance and remarked, "You are too weak, you are better off staying. I alone will be enough for them."
Hearing the girl's ruthless words, embarrassment entered the man's expression. He wanted to tell her she was merely an intermediate-rank sage-king level, but Hong Luan had already slammed the door shut with a bang.
The streets were aflutter with the sound of horse hooves and a sea of people were charging forward atop handsome horses. The strength of these people was all above the sage-king level and they were unparalleled in their ability.
