The residents of Lu Ling Mansion could never forget that youth clutching the long spear even after several decades, for that domineering teenager was beyond comparison with ordinary people.
Jin Tongxuan shook his head and took the lead in leaving, feeling utterly disheartened at this moment. Originally, he harbored the thought of competing with Zheng Ming in his heart, but now, all his thoughts had turned to ashes.
At this moment, in front of Zheng Ming, he didn't even have the courage to draw his sword, let alone the idea of contending with Zheng Ming for supremacy.
This teenager had become a towering mountain in their hearts, one they could only look up to without harboring any thoughts of surpassing.
"I don't believe you have the strength to fight again!" Just then, a figure shot up from below.
This person soared into the air like an eagle, surging towards Zheng Ming.
