"Enough!!"
As the voice fell, everyone instantly looked at Su Bei in utter confusion.
What on earth did Elder Su's ambiguous remark mean?
Dense sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, casting a faint, dark-golden glow over Su Bei's figure.
With his green coronet, white robes, jade-like face, and arrow-straight eyebrows, his lips moved slightly as the spiritual energy around him drifted toward the ancient sword sheath at his waist!
The burly leader froze, involuntarily swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He took a step back, bumping into the person behind him.
Everyone exchanged glances, only now snapping back to reality: standing right in front of them... was a Sword Immortal!
And a Sword Immortal who could draw the Qingping Sword at that!
Even if he were to commit some outrageous and immoral act, it was certainly not the place of mere mortals like them to question it!
Cold sweat instantly poured down the burly man's face. Trembling all over, he braced himself and tentatively asked:
"Elder Su... is this true?"
Chapter 97