Martial Dragon Emperor
The sword sect master thought, looking at Long Chen, who was wearing a mask.
“Master, what’s wrong?” Shen Li asked, looking at her master, who had suddenly noticed the masked man.
“Nothing, I just feel like I recognize that man, but I can’t remember where I’ve met him before.” His master replied, still pondering the masked man. Shen Li had a slight hunch about who the masked man might be, but seeing him wearing a mask made Shen Li dare not tell the sword sect master about his guess, which might be correct.
“It’s better if the master doesn’t know. If he finds out, this might get messy, especially after he can guess the strength of the masked man.” Shen Li thought seriously.