C1196 Walking in the Pugilistic World

"Drip, drip, drip..."

The raindrops fell lightly on the ground and blew away the heat, bringing with it a slight coolness.

Nangong Fan walked along the ancient path with a calm expression.

The rain in the Ten Prefectures was slightly colder, but for him who had experienced three Blood Forged, it was nothing. Even if it was winter, he, who had the Dark Bloodline, was fearless