'F*ck! I definitely can't compare myself to this guy, or else I'll die of jealousy,' Gao Shun thought to himself.
Ye Xuan was still observing the situation around him while hovering on the Godsword. He then waved his hand, and teleported his two disciples to his side.
"Both of you head over to your martial uncle's side and stay there. Don't wander around."
"Alright, we understand."
Zhuge Yueyue and Feng Xiyun nodded. Their faces were pale. After all, they had been traveling with their teacher this entire time. However, the speed at which they had been flying was too terrifying!
This was an experience that they had never experienced before, and even they felt slightly dizzy after the trip.
After watching his two disciples move to safety, Ye Xuan fixed his eyes on Mo Nan.
"May I ask who you are?" Mo Nan's face was drained of blood, and his legs seemed to be trembling.