Gao Aotian stood motionless, observing Xiang Yu with calculating eyes. Could this seemingly ordinary gardener truly be the "senior brother" that had provoked such fierce protection from Li Yao? The youth appeared to be nothing more than a mortal.
Despite this unimpressive appearance, Gao Aotian maintained his vigilance. Years of cultivation had taught him that appearances could be dangerously deceptive. Something about this young man seemed strange. He also had a strange scent that made him uneasy.
After several moments of scrutiny, he still couldn't figure him out. Gao Aotian decided on a more direct approach. With a thought, he teleported directly into Xiang Yu's path.
