"He left, just like that, wasn't he here for the Dragon Blood Stone?" Mu Hanyan's mind was a bit muddled, looking questioningly at the man's retreating figure.
"My name. Remember it." The voice of the man walking away wasn't loud, but it was filled with a magnetic quality, ethereal as though it had traveled through time and space, yet it seemed to ring right beside her ear.
Ye Lanfeng...
Was that his name?
Mu Hanyan stood rooted to the spot, staring in the direction where Ye Lanfeng had disappeared, unable to snap back to reality for quite some time.
Mu Hanyan remembered that name, and with it, his deep eyes and that slight smile of his.
"Why did he just leave?" This outcome also left Zirong and the others completely baffled.
Even after witnessing the man's formidable strength, which had driven them to despair, they could hardly believe he would simply leave without touching the Dragon Blood Stone.
