In an instant, several unfriendly gazes were cast over, and Chen Nan could naturally feel them, but he showed no unusual expression.
Although he knew that bringing out Taiyin might pose a latent risk to him, he had no choice but to take this risky move to enter the Secret Realm quickly.
"What's your name?"
Lan Zhenyue abruptly asked with a frown, because he noticed that the burly man before him strangely resembled the young lad he disliked.
Despite their completely different physiques, appearances, and even temperaments, he couldn't shake off this feeling.
Chen Nan calmly replied without fear of being discovered: "I am Zhang San, merely a Loose Cultivator."
"Hehe, you're impressive."
Lan Zhenyue nodded, murmuring softly again, "Could it really just be my imagination? That young lad shouldn't come here, as it is too dangerous."
The mission to intercept Chen Nan had already failed, and he knew it in his heart, but still thought Chen Nan wouldn't dare come here.
