Chapitre 378: Chapter 190: The Soup is Still Warm (Requesting Monthly Votes)_2

On his right stood a fit figure clad in black leather armor, with a fighting hat on his head and a gray cloth sweatband covering his face. This person was holding a beautifully decorated, narrow Miao saber; his aura was elusive like an undercurrent in a great river, giving others an unclear yet instinctive wariness.

Yang Ge held a bamboo basket in one hand and the Cold Moon Treasure Blade in the other, glancing at both individuals, "You two are quite noisy. Can't you find somewhere else to fight?"

As Yang Ge sized up the two, their gazes also fell upon him.

The man in the purple robe was the first to speak, cupping his fist from a distance, "Might you be 'Manifest True Sovereign' Yang Erlang in person?"

The man in black armor followed, his tone less pleasant, "So you're Yang Erlang? Not exactly impressive, are you?"

Yang Ge looked towards the man in the purple robe, "And who are you?"