What Song Yun didn't expect was that the person appearing before him was actually an Asian face.
Moreover, this Asian was very young, looking just over thirty.
The red-robed priest raised his hand, pointed at Song Yun, and in a condescending tone, asked, "You, are you Song Yun?"
Suddenly, an invisible pressure enveloped the corridor.
This pressure felt like adding a thousand pounds of burden onto everyone's shoulders.
Song Yun and Emily were alright, but those from the Black Hand Sect turned red-faced and breathless, their knees buckled, and they fell to the ground with a thud.
Though it was quite embarrassing, both Gu Nuo and Mayo were secretly delighted.
They didn't know who this red-robed priest was, but from Emily's frightened expression, they could tell this red-robed figure was a master, and he came to trouble Song Yun.
With this, they wouldn't fear Song Yun anymore.
