While they were chatting, the giant dragon began to restlessly stir again.
It slowly raised its head, gazing towards the north, snuffling through its nostrils.
Shen Congwen became instantly alert.
"Mr. Chu, could it be that another group of people are approaching from the north?"
Chu Ge squinted his eyes slightly, a dangerous glint flashing from their depths, and he hummed lightly, "Today really is bustling with excitement."
The people coming from the north were indeed the Veiled Man and the Scarred Man; however, they hadn't even made it up the hill when they were intercepted by someone who suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Who are you!" Scarred Man looked at the person who had descended from the sky, clad in flowing white garments, as the cold wind whistled, lifting the edges of his robe like that of an Immortal from beyond the heavens.
