One person's robe was large but stained with oil, hair casually tied, exuding a certain careless abandon;
The other was dressed in spotless white, holding a folding fan, with a face as beautiful as a painting, his bald head strikingly visible against the grim background.
They were none other than Daoist Mengyi and Monk Dao Guan!
Their appearance was like a boulder thrown into still water, instantly capturing the attention of everyone present, their unique presence nearly overshadowing the surrounding gloom.
Su Lin keenly noticed that as soon as Liang Song and Zhang Yaofeng saw these two figures, a trace of undeniable apprehension flashed deep in their eyes.
Liang Song tensed up quietly, yet showed no hint, slightly bowing to the visitors from Zhoushan Town, his voice emotionless:
"Unexpectedly, Daoist Mengyi and Monk Dao Guan have personally arrived. Is Zhoushan Town also interested in the hollow of Redheart Wilderness?"
