Kong Wenlong and the others turned their heads in unison, their gazes simultaneously falling on Sun Yixiao, their eyes filled with shock.
"Saint of Thieves!"
"That's the Saint of Thieves, Sun Yixiao. Just now on the battlefield, I heard him reporting his name while he was hunting and killing members of the Demon Race..."
Once everyone had confirmed Sun Yixiao's identity, their eyes subconsciously shifted towards Lin Chen.
Lin Chen actually knows the Saint of Thieves?
Seeing Lin Chen's embarrassed expression, as if he wanted to cover his face, it seemed they were quite familiar?
Although he verbally addressed him as Senior, there was not a hint of the sort of respectful reverence you'd expect towards a Quasi-Saint; instead, he was very casual.
Kong Wenlong suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart, glad he had come to his senses quickly; otherwise, if something had really happened, he feared he would have been doomed.
