Xu Yunfan appeared pleasant and friendly, but in reality, he was cruel and ruthless. His words were humble and polite, yet his actions were merciless.
Hearing the hint of dissatisfaction in Qi Huan's voice, Pei Yan's thoughts stirred. He suddenly recalled that when he and Qi Huan had left the Celestial Craft Cave, Qi Huan had been similarly lukewarm when mentioning the renowned Xu Yunfan, hailed as the number one of the Celestial Craft Cave's younger generation.
He instantly understood that there was a deep rift between Xu Yunfan and Qi Huan.
The setting sun stretched Xu Yunfan's shadow long as he swung his hammer. The Thunderfire Qilin Hammer tore through the twilight. With a surge of Red Flood Dragon Mountain Coiling Strength, the Heavy Hammer, wreathed in a thunderous, fiery wind, swept across the rock face, burning a spiderweb of scorch marks onto the basalt.
