And as soon as Liu Zheng took his seat, a powerful soul fluctuation transmitted from the depths of the elder's mind.
"Hmm, are you a martial artist?" the elder asked, looking into Liu Zheng's eyes.
"Yes, I am a martial artist," Liu Zheng nodded.
"Your aptitude is indeed not bad, if only..." Upon hearing Liu Zheng's words, the elder sighed softly.
"If only what?"
At the sound of Liu Zheng's puzzled words, the elder slowly stood up and said, "It's a pity that you are an abandoned infant!"
"Abandoned infant?" Upon hearing the elder's words, Liu Zheng was taken aback.
