913 The Battle with the Martial Saint

Qin Yu's expression instantly turned ugly.

Being cautious, Qin Yu had checked the surroundings before he arrived.

However, he never expected the Martial Saint's technique to be far beyond his imagination.

They had concealed their internal qi so that Qin Yu could not detect them at all.

Qin Yu took two steps back as a trace of solemnity flashed across his face.

"Qin Yu, this..."

"Old Mister Yan, please stay in the room." Old Mister Yan was about to speak when he was interrupted by Qin Yu.

Wan Guqiong sneered, "At this time, you still care about others?"

Qin Yu said with a cold face, "Wan Guqiong, how do you know my relationship with Old Mister Yan?"

Wan Guqiong said sarcastically, "Do you think I'm like those idiots, doing useless work every day like a headless fly? I've long investigated your social history."

Qin Yu took a deep breath.

Wan Guqiong's cunning was beyond imagination.