C162 Eighth Lord Is Going to Expel Yue Feng

The old man's hair was gray, but the veins on his arms were coiled like dragons, bursting with power.

He heard the door open, raised his eyes just a little, then lowered them again.

"Yihan, you came."

It was the same husky voice.

Upon hearing this sound at a close distance, they felt as if their weapons were rubbing against each other, causing them to feel a wave of numbness in their hearts