He watched quietly here. After about an incense stick of time, the two men stopped. Only then could he see clearly that the two men were both wearing dark robes and their figures were similar, but the color of the dark robe of one of them was darker, making him look more stable.
When his eyes fell on the two men, he noticed that their bone ages were different. One was a man in his twenties, and although the other man also looked to be in his twenties or thirties, his bone age was already in his forties. Moreover, his whole aura seemed more stable.
"The one wearing lighter black clothes is my master's sworn brother, Guan Xilin." Leng Hua, who had come behind Duan Mubai at some point, said gently.
Duan Mubai turned his head slightly and glanced at the young man standing beside him. This young man looked about the same age as his disciples, but he had a gentle temperament, unlike the ordinary guards and servants.
"You are Leng Hua, right?" It was not a question, but a confirmation. There were not many strangers here. Chen Dao and the others said that besides Du Fan, there was only Leng Hua and a woman named Leng Shuang.
Leng Hua smiled gently: "That's right."
"The people around Fengjiu are indeed extraordinary." Duan Mubai said with appreciation.
"I'm just the master's butler, the most ordinary and inconspicuous one among everyone." Leng Hua said modestly.
Duan Mubai smiled and asked, "The man in the light black robe is Fengjiu's sworn brother, then, who is that?" His eyes fell on Feng Xiao. He felt a strong and captivating aura from this man. Moreover, his aura was so fierce and intimidating that he must be no ordinary person.
Leng Hua followed his gaze and his eyes fell on Feng Xiao. He smiled and said softly, "The one wearing the darker black clothes is our master Feng Xiao, who is also my master's father and my lady's husband."
Hearing this, Duan Mubai's eyes moved slightly, his heartbeat stopped for a moment, and he was a little stunned: "Is it Fengjiu's father? Wanrong's husband?"
At this moment, he felt a little lost, as if he had lost something, and his heart sank.
It turned out that this man was the one she loved, the man she had always cared about. It turned out that she had reunited with him...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Feng Xiao again. Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that Feng Xiao was really outstanding. Whether it was his appearance, his aura, or his calm and iron-blooded aura, he was a rare talent.
Moreover, he and he are two different types. At first glance, Feng Xiao gives people the impression of being an iron-blooded tough guy, a strong man with a powerful and awe-inspiring aura, while he is just an alchemist. Even though an alchemist is an admirable existence, he cannot compare to him in terms of momentum, aura, and combat effectiveness.
As he was staring blankly, he suddenly saw a simple and elegant figure. On the path on the other side of the martial arts training ground, Shangguan Wanrong came slowly with a bamboo basket in her hand. The two people in the field stopped when they saw her.
Because of the distance, he couldn't hear what they were saying. He only saw Feng Xiao quickly approaching, taking the basket from Wanrong's hand and putting it down, and saying something to her. Wanrong took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead...