Melodious music wafted up from downstairs, two Ninth Level Martial Artists struggling desperately, to no avail.
Long Zaitian's brow furrowed, as he stared at Xiao Qiang, voicing his thoughts word by word: "Unexpectedly, you turn out to be a cultivator."
Xiao Qiang lifted his head, expressing his surprise, "You know about cultivators too?"
Long Zaitian did not respond, a proud expression on his face, as he stated flatly: "Cultivators indeed represent the peak of human willpower in this world, yet our Long Family is no ordinary clan."
He assumed that this would grab Xiao Qiang's attention, but was stunned when, after Xiao Qiang responded, he simply resumed his meal.
Without a doubt, the combined presence of two Ninth Level Martial Artists and himself, the Fourth Young Master of the Long family, didn't appeal as much as the food on the table. As for Long Zaitian's words, Xiao Qiang seemed to not have heard them at all.
