This was an intuition; he felt that person was a bit special, somewhat familiar, and vaguely there was a feeling of blood connection that made his heart pound intensely.
Shi Hao's heart trembled, filled with immense excitement.
It wasn't a recognition by eyes, but an instinct, a natural closeness, similar to the feeling he had on Demon Island.
Shi Hao felt uneasy in his heart; he wasn't sure if he had recognized the wrong person.
Because this cultivator looked too young, only in his twenties or thirties, not aged at all, full of vitality, clearly a youth, and different in appearance from Lord Fifteen.
"Is it Grandfather?"
He took out his Dual Pupils, but still couldn't see through; this person didn't reveal his "true form".
"Why do I feel he is very similar, there's a sense of blood connection?" Shi Hao muttered to himself, finding it hard to calm down, but unable to show it in front of so many people.
