"Who are you?" Someone in the black-clothed people questioned.
In an instant, a group of people in front of him split into two sides, drawing the boundaries with the leader.
Interesting. He was wearing the same clothes. It seemed that he didn' t know whether he was one of his own or an outsider.
"It would appear that there are quite a few people sent here today for the sake of Xuanling Sect..." The person who had been fighting earlier spoke again.
At this moment, I noticed the tattoo on his hand—a wolf head. Without a doubt, this was someone from the Skywolf sect.
"Arlo Chizi?" I suspiciously looked at the silent person in the crowd on the left, calling him by his first name.
He had been standing in front of him, but he remained silent. After spending more than ten years together, it
