So many people, all with surprised expressions, were looking towards Huang Xiaolong. Moreover, led by Ying Xiao, all were ancient martial arts Grandmasters.
Ordinary people facing such a large number of ancient martial arts Grandmasters would probably be trembling uncontrollably, even paralyzed with fear, peeing themselves, and this is not an exaggerated statement.
However, Huang Xiaolong appeared as usual, frighteningly calm and collected. Even the corner of his mouth always held the hint of an unfazed, light smile.
'Hmm...this youngster seems ignorant about martial affairs but can remain unyielding and unaffected under our gaze. He's quite a character. Could it be Aoshan's friend? But Aoshan should know better. At a Ying Family gathering, even a good friend is not allowed to come!' Ying Xiao thought.
At this moment, Ying Aoshan's face turned red as she mumbled softly, "Dad, Mom...this is Little Long. He is…my…my…husband…"
