He took a step forward and crossed dozens of feet, appearing at the lakeside.
The sudden scene caught them off guard.
Qiao Zhen was just about to search from the side when he saw Xiao ran suddenly appear. He subconsciously took three steps back, drew his sword, and pointed the tip at Xiao ran, maintaining his guard.
The disciples who had rushed out also came back and surrounded Xiao ran.
"Speak! Are you her remnant? Hide here to receive her?" Qiao Zhen's face was cold as he asked sternly.
"Who is she?" Xiao ran retorted.
"You're not one of her people?" Qiao Zhen frowned.
He sized up Xiao ran seriously from top to bottom.
He was dressed in a black brocade robe with a purple and gold neckline. There was a golden flame on his chest that was burning and emitting heat waves. He did not look like an ordinary person.
But why didn't he have any cultivation at all?