Chapter 588: Arrival

The man in the white shirt gazed at the young sword cultivator in the distance. His brows furrowed slightly. The boy seemed familiar, and he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and warmth, which puzzled the man. Lindsay glanced at the young sword cultivator, a slight smile playing at the corner of her lips. The man in white suddenly asked, "Qing, who do you think will win?" She countered, "What do you think?" The man in white merely smiled, his eyes fixed on the young sword cultivator. She...