C1703 The Curtains Were about to be Drawn!

Just as the oppressive force began to harm Feng Zhentian, an eerie figure materialized before him, shielding him from the brunt of Tu Wansha's blade's pressure. Feng Zhentian's lips curled into a knowing smirk, as if he had anticipated this very intervention.

"Wuming, what are you doing?" Tu Wansha demanded, his brow furrowed in confusion.

Tower Master Wuming stood stoically