บท 1398: The Unforeseen Misfortune of Mount Saint, the Holy Light Tree! (1)

Neither Wang Teng nor the silver-haired girl expected to meet there. The atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Looks like you've already met." The grand elder looked at them and smiled.

"Not only do we know each other, we've even fought before," Wang Teng replied indifferently.

"Hmph, you're just someone who lost to me." The silver-haired young girl smiled proudly.

Wang Teng shook his head, but didn't bother to refute; he remained calm and indifferent.

He looked like an adult standing in front of an immature and troublesome brat, deciding to give in to a tantrum of hers.

As expected, the silver-haired young girl got furious. "What's with that expression!"

Wang Teng ignored her and turned to ask the grand elder, "Grand elder, do you know her?"

This young lady is of unknown origin. Why is she here? He was filled with questions.