C1802 The Emissary of the Thousand Monster Mountain

On a separate table on the lawn, a man dressed in black, embroidered with fine lines, was sipping tea from a teacup.

There was no one around him. No one knew him, and neither did he know anyone.

"Sect Master, it's him." Lei Hu walked over and pointed at the man who was drinking tea by himself.

Shen Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the man