Wen Jing is stunned for a moment. There has never been an outsider here. Yes, it's just a hermit. Ordinary people can't come here at all. He immediately understood that these people were practitioners. See their face and good, but that a smile makes people always uneasy.

after all, Wenjing is still young and has never met a stranger. But he had just slipped down the stairs, and he had not yet seen the road under his feet. As soon as the foot board was askew, he was about to fall on the ground. The young man who was swinging the feather fan dragged it with a feather fan and...