Liu San didn't answer right away, but after thinking for a while, he asked a question.

"Young Master, does the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance have any similar strongholds in the White Mist Barrier?"

Li Fan was slightly taken aback: "Why did Mr. Liu say that?"

Liu San stroked his beard and said slowly: "Before when my imperial envoy Puxian Zhenzhou was shuttling through the white mist, I occasionally saw some monks in a group behaving strangely from afar."

"Without any protection, that's it

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