"That's the Heavenly Fox Bloodform Saber! Who are you? Why is that saber in your possession?" the middle-aged interrogated in a cold voice.

A faint smile appeared on the black-robed young man's face, and all of a sudden, he transformed into a silver-haired young man amid a flash of crimson light.

To Han Li's surprise, the young man was none other than Fox 3.

Han Li didn't know if Fox 3 had also managed to identify him, given that he had adopted a disguise of his own.

"Ninth generation disciple of the Heavenly Fox Tribe, Liu San, pays his respects to his senior!" Fox 3 greeted with a respectful bow.

The middle-aged man's expression eased slightly at the sight of Fox 3's true appearance, but his voice remained rather cold as he remarked, "I didn't think that I would meet my brethren here. In that case, was that man the one who gave you the Heavenly Fox Bloodform Saber?"

"Yes, but also no," Fox 3 replied in a respectful manner.

"I have no interest in playing word games with you here! If you've already chosen to side...