C95 Ancestral qi

"Aunty, how did you know the Misty Cloud Sect would ask for your help?" Ye Feng was rarely curious. The Condor actually knew about this a long time ago.

"Little Mu, I know his temperament," Shadowgale Hawk said.

"He can't lower his head to those magical beasts. He'll definitely fight with his life on the line. However, the Misty Cloud Sect alone isn't enough