Ye Chen who was standing aside could not help but rub his nose as soon as Xiaoying was done speaking. He felt like he would hear his name everywhere he went.
Yang Tian on the other hand looked blur and curious. He had no idea who this Mad Southern Ye was, nor did he know what a Martial Dao master was.
"That's right."
The single-armed old man nodded. "Grandpa has told you before that Martial Dao masters are in the stage where they're like gods with insane techniques. If a Martial Dao master has a bulletproof vest on and a submachine gun, he can defeat an army of 10,000 people."
Xiaoying's little mouth opened slightly, she was shocked.
"Uncle, why don't I understand anything you're saying? Who's Mad Southern Ye and what's a Martial Dao master?" Yang Tian could not help but ask.
To a regular person like him, those were some new terms. He had never heard of them before, neither did Ye Chen mention them to him.
