"Huh?"
Qin Feiyang was slightly startled. Why did this voice sound so familiar?
The others also looked surprised.
They all turned to look and saw two blurry white figures rushing towards them from a distance.
"Doesn't it somewhat resemble Senior Brother Wuheng and Senior Brother Murong Xiong?" someone muttered doubtfully.
"Didn't they both die?" another person questioned.
As the distance shortened, they eventually managed to discern the identities of the two figures. They were right; it was indeed Dongfang Wuheng and Murong Xiong.
Qin Feiyang and Dong Zhengyang looked at each other, an intense glint shining in the depths of their eyes. Very quickly, Dongfang Wuheng and Murong Xiong arrived, panting heavily. Both were disheveled, their tattered clothes soaked in blood, presenting a truly wretched sight.
