No right to choose _1

Countless gazes landed on Tang Zhen when he appeared. At this moment, he was the focus of everyone's attention.

Currently, Tang Zhen had an extremely high reputation. For example, all the Demon Hunters in this city basically knew his appearance.

Everyone was shocked by the scene before them. They didn't understand why this hope of the human race would be with this group of mysterious and powerful cultivators.

All kinds of thoughts rose in their hearts, causing everyone's expression to become uncertain. At this moment, there were even people who wanted to rush out and loudly question Tang Zhen, asking him to explain what exactly was going on.

In the end, no one did so because they knew that they did not have the right to do so.

Under the complicated gaze of the middle-aged cultivator, Tang Zhen walked in front of him and looked at each other.

"Sir Tang Zhen, how have you been?"