Yang Fei and Nuannuan were stunned; Oskilov's speed was beyond description.
And this mysterious man was even more exaggerated, disappearing in less than a second.
This speed had exceeded Yang Fei's understanding of velocity.
"One last question, who are you? Have we met before?"
Yang Fei shouted loudly, using all his strength, but didn't expect the mysterious man to hear him, nor to respond.
However, from the desolate distance, the voice of the mysterious man came, cold yet carrying a hint of warmth.
"I am your friend. Many years ago, you called me Master."
The voice was ethereal yet always clear.
Yang Fei was surprised, opening his mouth wide; this powerful figure was actually his master?
This guy muttered secretly, "Damn, I knew Shou Jing Gong couldn't be my master, but a master is a master, why did he say it like that, as if he doesn't acknowledge me as his disciple?"
The man saw Yang Fei pondering silently and waved his hand at him.
