A moment later, a shout rang out from the crowd: "Du Lan is here!"
Everyone turned to look. Indeed, a tall man dressed in fine, ornate clothing was walking toward them. Chen Qingshan noticed that his features were truly quite similar to Du Yang’s. At the same time, it dawned on Chen Qingshan why the Xu Family and the Zhao Family hadn't stopped him from coming to find him. He wasn't very old—at most, he was in his thirties. If not for the generation gap, they could have easily been considered peers.
Chen Qingshan had only glanced at Du Lan when his attention was snatched away by a young man following behind him. This young man had a slender build and wore a pristine, snow-white robe, not a single speck of dust upon it. His hair hung down in disarray, obscuring half his face, but what struck Chen Qingshan most was the frigid aura radiating from him—it was even colder than Black Peony’s. Even from a distance, Chen Qingshan could sense the killing intent.
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