"Don't think that I don't recognize you when you're dressed in black. Let me tell you, the machetemen have met you. We didn't leave just now!" said Yuan San, laughing loudly. He leaned his long spear against his shoulders, ready to strike at any moment.
"It doesn't matter whether you come or go, you're not welcome." The black shadow did not take their words seriously and replied coldly, "I'm a scholar, and I'm wearing blue clothes." He said very little, and his answer was very strange. Who was it? It was clear at a glance, and the three companions outside the frontier had already known it.
Because that voice was impossible to disguise, even though he had already taken off his white clothes and changed into blue clothes and blue hats.
The ox roared, "Stop pretending, your disguise can't
