บท 457: The Black-Robed Man

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up as he shouted, "Wake up!"

His voice had a kind of magic that shook people's minds, causing everyone present to wake up in an instant and stare at each other.

"He has such a skill? It could actually calm people's minds?" Gu Chi muttered to himself. 

Rao Wuqing narrowed his eyes and said, "This kid is quite capable. He must have many secrets and powerful inheritances on him. Unfortunately, I haven't figured out what kind of faction the Flowerfruit Mountain is, nor do I know its background. Otherwise, I would definitely kill this kid."

Even so, Rao Wuqing understood that no matter how powerful or terrifying the Flowerfruit Mountain was, he could not do anything to Ning Caichen.

Although the other party could not defeat him, this kind of person had many trump cards. In addition, he had many tricks up his sleeve. It was undoubtedly a fool's dream to take him down. At that time, he might even make another enemy.