The man had already walked up to Huo Xian. His face was expressionless. His gaze swept across the person behind Huo Xian and coldly said, "Come here."
As soon as he said this, Yu Ya, who was on Huo Xian's back, immediately struggled down and walked towards Zong Zhengyu with her head lowered.
She was very nervous.
When she walked up to Zong Zhengyu, she kept her head lowered. "Seventh Master."
Zong Zhengyu shifted his gaze from Huo Xian to Yu Ya. His tone was still cold. "A cast?"
"Yes," Yu Ya said. When she raised her head, her eyes were already filled with tears. She said in an aggrieved tone, "Those people blocked me. I had no choice."
Yu Ya said this nervously.
All these years, she had been trained in isolation. She could feel the man's aura from the video of Mu Anan interacting with this man.
Now that she was facing him in person, she realized that this man's aura was very terrifying.