C592 Soft Persimmon?

A soft persimmon?

"I am not talented, it is Yu Dongyuan!" A cold light flashed in Yu Dongyuan's eyes.

Hu Tongtian looked around him. There were no other Dao Masters in the black fog, nor were there any Dao Masters from the Daiyu Sect. It seemed like the two of them were the ones who came this time. Furthermore, it was because of Yu Dongyuan's name