"Could it be that the rebellion of the Xiahou Clan and the royal rank hasn't started yet?" Jiang Chen found it a bit unbelievable. According to those guys from the Yun Lang Sect, the rebellion should have been a matter of days.
Now, at least one or two months have passed. If the rebellion had started, there should have been some news by now; it's impossible that there's no news at all.
Jiang Chen was puzzled. He lingered in many bustling places on Xiaotang Island for quite some time, but still hadn't heard any news about the rebellion.
While Jiang Chen was pondering, a footstep suddenly came from beside him, and a hearty voice laughed and said, "Greetings, fellow."
Jiang Chen turned his head and saw a youth with rosy lips and white teeth, with a scholarly demeanor, approaching him with cupped fists, a slight smile on his face, and an extremely effeminate aura.
"Do I know you?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly.
