The air suddenly froze.
Liang Feiyan stared at Jiang Fan with wide eyes, her mouth opening and closing, but she couldn't speak at all.
He couldn't express his current feelings with words anymore.
Back then, the three of them marveled at the mighty figure from the Tianji Pavilion.
Was it really... Jiang Fan?
Xia Chaoge was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter:
"I almost forgot, Martial Uncle's greatest skill is neither medicine nor martial arts."
"But rather, hiding his true abilities."
It seemed that every time they met, Martial Uncle always gave her a fresh feeling.
No matter how well you thought you knew him, he always had a new side to show.
Meanwhile, Jiang Fan was still deep in thought.
He wondered if the group he met earlier, led by Jian Linyuan, were also disciples of the Tianji Pavilion.
But upon hearing Xia Chaoge's teasing remarks,
He chuckled: "Chaoge, aren't you also hiding your true abilities?"
Xia Chaoge regarded him with a puzzled look.
