C2379 Do You like Porcelain?
Yaoming's gaze shifted toward the Snow Refining Sect Master, and a chill crept into his eyes.
"Ten Cold Snow, it's been ages. To think that upon our next encounter, you'd be as pitiful as a dog without a home. Fate truly has a twisted sense of humor," he remarked.
The crowd was taken aback by his words. It appeared that the Snow Refining Sect Master and Lord Yaoming were acquainted.
"Indeed..
