"Su Ming'an?" The man seemed to have some interest as well, "That's truly intriguing, go on."
"He is..." The bald man's words rolled around in his mouth before his own tone took on an air of disbelief, "He really is... just an ordinary student from Dragon Country."
"Are you certain?" The man on the other end laughed lightly, in a tone that was neither cold nor mocking, "It doesn't seem like you're ridiculing him." His slender fingers flicked lightly, and the ash fell slowly like stardust.
"It's really the case. His father was a police officer who died in the line of duty when he was ten, trying to save someone. His mother is a somewhat famous pianist, but her background is also very ordinary, and it seems she hasn't been selected for the world game either... He doesn't have many relatives, but all come from ordinary backgrounds, none with high status in politics or business..."
