In a spacious private room of the black market, a middle-aged man with a dignified brow sat quietly, his eyes closed in meditation.
By his side was an extremely beautiful young woman. If Zhang Xuan had been there, he would have recognized her as the daughter of Sun Chengyou, the wandering cultivator they had met in Baiyan City, Sun Lianxiang.
She was the newly wedded queen of King Ping Yuan.
Only someone of her esteemed status could audaciously draw out two million Origin Currency to save her father.
"The person who intends to compete with the old master, do we still not know who it is?"
Sun Lianxiang slightly furrowed her brows.