Young Master Qian's words utterly conveyed his sense of superiority, as if he didn't consider the two of them worth his attention at all.
Upon hearing this, Ning Jingjing's face became extremely cold, her killing intent boiling over.
In fact, Ning Jingjing was well aware of what the Qian Family represented.
If she utilized her Ning Family identity, she could certainly leave, but she had sworn not to rely on it, so now she was in some trouble.
"Young Master Qian, do you still not believe I can earn three million points?"
Suddenly, Sikong Jing calmly spoke up.
Before Young Master Qian could respond, a middle-aged man from the Xuantian Realm roared, "Brat, you, a mere little apprentice of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, could earn jack squat. Shut up now and you might live a little longer."
Sikong Jing shrugged his shoulders and slowly said, "Then let me prove it to you, come out, Thunder Winged Dragon Snake!"
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