C73 Place of Cultivation

"Who dares to interfere with my Golden Dragon Guards!" Xiao Qian stood up and looked gloomily at the figure standing at the entrance of the Residence of Yun.

It was a man, a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back. His back faced Xiao Qian like an insurmountable expert standing in front of the Yun Manor.

He slowly turned his head around. It was a middle-aged man with jet-black, thick