"So it turns out to be Master Ming Yue, I didn't expect even you to fall to such a state."
"..."
Master Ming Yue was immediately embarrassed and quickly said:
"Young Master Su, you misunderstand. We are merely residing temporarily on this Black Island.
Our purpose is to await your arrival."
"Oh?"
Su Mo smiled:
"Just now, this elder from the Zhong Jian Sect mentioned that he has been waiting here painstakingly for seven days.
But how could you all possibly know I would pass by this place?"
Before Master Ming Yue could speak, a man burst into laughter:
"A hermit has his own plans, why does Young Master Su need to ask more?"
"Oh?"
Su Mo looked up and saw a man holding a single blade, who stepped forward and nodded slightly:
"May I have the honor of knowing your name?"
"Fuhai Blade Lei Zhenming!"
This person spoke loudly, as if his voice was thunderous:
"Young Master Su, you are a straightforward person, and I will not waste words with you.
