C3828 Pressure on Tang Yu

"Pressure?"

As soon as he said that... The surrounding experts couldn't help but look at each other in dismay, as if they had heard a joke.

"Little girl, you are Dao Sovereign You Ming's daughter. Naturally, I won't doubt your wisdom."

At this moment, a man wearing a long robe with eight trigrams was standing in front of her. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords