C772 Potential Battle

"Swords Sect's Logan greets Mr. Figueroa and Young Master Miron."

The middle-aged man walked out of the pavilion with a cold smile on his face.

He wore a gray Tang suit and his eyes were as sharp as knives. His entire body exuded an unstoppable aura.

"Logan?"

Princeton Figueroa looked at Logan with a serious expression. There was a trace of fear in his eyes