"Speak your name, child!" Said a thin man with red hair that automatically moved as if by magic and a misty mustache above his lips.
"Ah, great senior, it's your descendant from humble origins, Qun Shin!" Adrian shamelessly pretended as he kowtowed on BB's back — if one didn't have context, they might believe this damn bastard.
"Oh, a descendant? Why do you look so small? Did you have any deviation in your cultivation? Wait, something is wrong. I practiced the 9 series abandoned heart spear art, so how can I have descendants?"
The thin said as he smugly touched his blue mustache, his fingers donning multiple luxurious gold rings.
"That is shiny, either, he has a good fashion sense… Or he loves men, but since he looks like a stereotypical fashion designer… yeah, he adores rods!"
Adrian thought as he said,
"9SAHSA, wait, why does that sound like a girl's name!? How ironic! Ancestor! You are not being honest!!"
