"Gold Clan Leader, do you recognize the two of us, Senior Brothers?" Lu Yang cautiously inquired. The Gold Clan Leader wasn't just imposing in size; being the leader of the Qiongqi Clan, he was definitely a ruthless character without equal.
Before setting off, he and Old Meng had been wondering whether the people of the Demon Territory would be able to recognize them. The conclusion was that at most, the Demon Territory might know their names but not their faces.
Seeing the Gold Clan Leader like this, their earlier conclusion seemed a bit rash.
The Gold Clan Leader looked at Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou with a smile that was not quite a smile.
"Ordinarily, I wouldn't care about which geniuses are at the Golden Core Stage, as they're all empty talk before they've grown, but you, Lu Yang, are different."
"What's different about me?"
Lu Yang couldn't help but smirk, wondering if his unique talent had caught the Gold Clan Leader's attention?
"You are Daoist Buyu's disciple."