Xue Yileng and Zhi Bai, both master martial artists, soared through the high sky towards the tavern with meteor-like speed, so fast that they instinctively detected the blond youth blocking the entrance.
"Is it him?"
Surprise filled Zhi Bai's heart.
"It's actually Prince Ao Wuming. Brother Zhi Bai, hasn't the Dragon Clan always stayed out of power struggles? When did Ao Wuming start meddling in our affairs?"
"Who knows what Ao Wuming is thinking? This prince has always been unruly and even his father, the Dragon Emperor, can't control him. Besides, he's incredibly strong, known as the second mightiest in the Dragon Clan."
"Brother Zhi Bai, what should we do then..."
"Don't worry about him. Let's just pretend we didn't see Ao Wuming and rush past from both sides to hunt down Jun Luoyu and the other. Ao Wuming might be able to block one of us, but can he stop both?"
The communication through Immortal Consciousness happened in an instant.
