As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall was in shock.
Many people showed expressions of astonishment and confusion.
What does this mean?
Who exactly is this young man in white?
Mu Hongxi's expression remained unchanged; he merely let out a cold chuckle, "Are you saying that you're also from the Jian Sect?"
"Of course!" Xue An replied calmly.
Mu Hongxi sneered, "What a joke. You claim to be from the Jian Sect, but as the leading disciple of the sect, I know all the disciples under my charge. Why have I never seen you before?"
"Exactly! You're just being eloquent!" Feng Ziming mocked with a sneer.
But Xue An's cold gaze caused him to swallow the rest of his words.
Immediately, Xue An gazed deep into the eyes of Mu Hongxi.
"Since you're so eager to know, then let me ask you, how many Great Walkers are there under the Jian Sect?"
"There are, of course, eight Great Walkers."
"And who are they?"
