"I haven't had the pleasure of meeting Lord Xuanwu yet."
Since Chen Sheng entered the cave.
Xiang Li spoke for the first time.
Interestingly,
Xiang Li was clearly eager to crush Chen Sheng, the little thief who had insulted his disciple.
But in front of the Holy Sect Sect Leader,
he couldn't help but be polite.
Chen Sheng, who knew this, found it very amusing.
"And you are?"
Chen Sheng's pupils slowly shifted.
His gaze fell on Xiang Li.
He was not afraid of a sudden attack from Xiang Li.
Firstly, this was the Kyoto underground, and any unusual activity might attract the attention of the Martial Arts Association.
There was no reason for the other party to attack him recklessly, and they certainly wouldn't dare to do so.
"I am Wang Long, a guest of the Holy Sect."
As he said this,
a thick and calloused palm emerged from the black robe shrouding Xiang Li.
Chen Sheng did not immediately respond.
He simply turned his gaze to the Holy Sect Sect Leader.
