บท 1258: Spirit Rune Armament

The young man in the lead had a squarish facial feature and a scar beneath his left eye.

He stood there casually with a long blade resting on his bare left shoulder, chewing on some kind of fruit as its juice sprayed around.

There were five young people behind him, three girls and two guys. They had the look of a bully and completely disregarded the fact that they would be captured by authorities if they accosted people on the streets.

"Are you guys from the Dark Dawn?"

Lu Zhiruo was somewhat nervous.

Pak!

Tantai Yutang rapped the papaya girl's head. "Stupid. Although the Dark Dawn is very infamous, they wouldn't dare to make trouble so openly. I think they must be students from some famous schools that want to trample on Xuanyuan to rise to fame!"

"In that case, why don't they fight up the stage?"

Lu Zhiruo rubbed her head.

"They might be worried they won't encounter Xuanyuan!"