Divine World, Li Fire Sect, small pavilion
Xiao Changtian, Futian, and Huo Ling 'er sat at the table.
Huo Ling 'er looked at Xiao Changtian and Futian and gradually understood why Xiao Changtian had called himself a mortal.
Futian's aura carried the aura of a king, the aura of an emperor.
In Huo Ling 'er's eyes, Futian was undoubtedly the hot shot of the Tian Yuan Continent.
However, Xiao Changtian didn't have any aura on him. He should be just like what he said, a mortal.
However, from the looks of it, this hot shot from the lower realm had a good relationship with this mortal.
Sitting at the table, Huo Ling 'er said to Xiao Changtian and the others,"
"I still don't know your names."
Hearing Huo Ling 'er's words, Futian slowly responded to her.
"I am Futian, and this is my master. You are not qualified to know my master's name."
Xiao Changtian smiled at Huo Ling 'er when he heard Futian's words.
This Futian was too arrogant.
