“Who is it?” Startled, Lu Yun jumped backward.

The young man looked roughly twenty-eight years old and was quite handsome. Adorned in luxurious furs, he didn’t look like someone from the mountains. Also, he moved like a wraith. Lu Yun had no idea when he’d showed up next to him.

“No need to worry, my friend. I’m Jiang Ba of the Yan Tribe, an old friend of Ning Village!” He reached out to clap Lu Yun on the shoulder.

Lu Yun wanted to shy away, but he discovered with great shock that he couldn’t avoid Jiang Ba’s hand! He could only remain put and permit him to pat Lu Yun as he would.

“Oh? My friend seems to have a treasure on you.” Jiang Ba’s eyebrow arched gently and he swiped a hand at Lu Yun’s embrace, bringing out the crystallized Bi Fang blood essence.

“You have quite the...