"I've never seen such a strange concept in a clan, and my cousin's clan is just such a bizarre one," Tang Luo complained, his eyes almost rolling back as he squirmed out of his cousin's grasp. He glanced up at the sky and said in disbelief, "It is almost dinner time. Aren't you going home to eat, but instead heading to the brothel?"
Xu Lao Ying was taken aback. He seemed to remember that today was his first day in Xiling City. It would be inappropriate not to have dinner with his family. He pondered for a moment, cheerfully saying, "Then, after dinner, we will go!"
Tang Luo looked at him in disbelief. What about this kind of martial artist, who was trained so powerfully, what would people who had worked hard to cultivate think? Could aptitude really be so important?
