Shaking his head, Ming Qingzi smiled and said, "You little guy has a good memory. You still remember what you said. They are not father and son, but uncle and nephew."
As they were talking, Ye Qingchen and Ming Qingzi hurriedly looked at each other, and a hint of surprise flashed across their faces.
A sharp sword energy soared into the sky at the Southern Academy. Even on Wanghai Peak, the two of them felt this extremely sharp sword energy.
The sword energy is very sharp and it feels like piercing through the sky.
Even though they were far apart, the sharp feeling made the two of them feel palpitations.