"You... Tianqiong's speech is not fluent."
The young man sat in the chair, leisurely took out a wooden tea set, and then set it up.
"Hanxi, what did he say?"
Wang Feng watched the young man's every move and asked Jiang Hanxi a question with a puzzled look.
He said your Tianqiong dialect is not fluent.
Jiang Hanxi spoke softly and calmly, without any particular fluctuation in her tone. She only slightly frowned, seemingly lost in thought.
Wang Feng simply used a detection skill on the young man.
Xu Qingfeng
Identity: Young Sect Master of Tianjian Mountain / Person from the Primordial Era
Realm: First level of the Heavenly Origin Realm
My signature weapon: The supreme sacred artifact, the Heavenly Golden Crimson Moon Sword.
Okay, okay, okay!
Wang Feng was immediately delighted; it seemed this had transported him to the Primordial Era.
"System, how do I get back?!"
Wang Feng roared inwardly, knowing he would be finished off by that old man Fang Tian sooner or later.
The hatred of being hunted down is irreconcilable!
[Ding! Slay the monstrous geniuses of the ancient era, seize their fortune and destiny. Once you have enough fortune, you can return with a single thought, but once you return, you can never go back.]
[Ding! Mission issued: Defeat all the monstrous geniuses of the Primordial Era. Reward: Quasi-Emperor Realm.]
"I...I...Holy crap!!!"
Wang Feng was so surprised by the system's reward that he shouted out loud, startling Jiang Hanxi and Xu Qingfeng, who were making tea.
"Brother, if you're crazy, please leave."
Xu Qingfeng pointed to the door, speechless. Such a good kid, who would have thought he had a brain disorder.
"Hanxi, let's go."
Wang Feng took Jiang Hanxi's delicate hand, who was still deep in thought, and turned to leave.
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