A young man was all in snow-white attire, with a long sword on his back. He separated the crowd with an invisible aura and appeared in the hall instantaneously. Sitting quietly at another table, he took out an ingot of gold and motioned for the waiter to serve wine.
The young man's temperament was extremely free from vulgarity. He seemed to be otherworldly. Obviously he was sitting there, but he seemed not to exist, making people feel very weird.
He was also a master who should not be ignored.
"He comes unexpectedly," Dao Qingcheng murmured.
The crowd outside was closely watching the hall and began to get excited. Somebody had already recognized the otherworldly teenager. He was the first young superior of the Clear Mind Sword Sect, Feng Xingyue, One Sword Clear Mind, and he was al
