C1568 There Was No Main Bloodline in the Wastelands(part III)

"Who are you?"

Hai Caitian asked, his battle attire rustling in the wind as he frantically searched his memory for any recollection of the severely injured old man before him.

"I haven't seen you before," Hai Caitian replied, shaking his head.

"Ha, I didn't expect that after just a thousand years, no one from the younger generation would recognize me," Qiao Kuangfeng laughed