"There he is!"
When the chanting of the sword dissipated, people saw an airship flying over from the Redcloud Peak at a high speed.
A black-haired youngster in a white robe was standing on the bow of the ship, good-looking and elegant.
His eyes were catching. At first, they were as calm and still as a lake, but when he was about to arrive at the Peak of Drifting Clouds, they gleamed brightly.
"Is that Jiang Chen? He looks great. He has the appearance of a swordsman."
"He inherited the doctrine of sword. It's only natural he looks like this!"
"He's young. I bet he's no older than twenty."
Jiang Chen's arrival created an uproar in the crowd, but he didn't pay any attention to it. He kept staring at Li Qin, who was at the Peak of Drifting Clouds. His air shiplanded.
"Jiang Chen!"