"It's you!" Shao Shan gasped, his expression fluctuating wildly. How could his grandson have carelessly provoked such a Demon Lord of Mayhem? This was no easy mark. The man didn't even seem to respect Han Long, the local overlord. It was a separate matter entirely whether he was strong enough to face him head-on. At the very least, his courage was commendable. For years, no one had dared to provoke Han Long like this. This Shen Fanyun was truly the first. Whatever the case, this was a person he absolutely couldn't afford to offend. Because this was a madman! Shao Shan wouldn't dare provoke a madman unless he had a death wish. Was his ordinary life too boring? Was he looking for a thrill? Of course not.
"Shen Fanyun!" The name struck a familiar chord with Li Huai'an as well. The old man furrowed his brow, sinking into deep thought.
