"Not long ago I entered the Xiantian Realm, so therefore my realm hasn't stabilized. That means I'm making a fool out of the two of you!"
Discovering Zong Shou's rapid progression, Ye Feishuang's heart intensely jumped once more.
Xiantian Realm? Looking at him, he was still quite far away from his coming of age. He usually spoke lies and told jokes, but was he actually a Xiantian?
Even in their race, no matter how immensely talented one was, it was impossible for someone so young to reach such a stage!
The black-robed teen kept silent, but after a long pause mockingly said, "A 14-year-old Xiantian, how terrifying! If my teacher found out, who knows how much he would like you? However, I came today to ask you a question. Did you kill Old Mi?"
"Old Mi?"