However, at this moment, upon hearing Li Rumeng's mocking words, Li Yuanzhao couldn't sit still anymore and sneered:
"Nothing to be proud of? Then may I ask, one of you is 16 and the other 15, what is your cultivation level?"
Li Rumeng, already jealous, was taken aback by Li Yuanzhao's ridicule and immediately became furious:
"We haven't been clinging to Second Uncle all day like he has. If he can cultivate so quickly, it must be because Second Uncle is biased!"
Li Yuanzhao grew even angrier upon hearing this and said, "Then why wouldn't Second Uncle be biased towards you?"
"Of course, it's because his mind is quite cunning, and he's more adept at sweet-talking than we are!" Li Rumeng retorted with a cold laugh.
Li Yuanzhao's face turned red with rage as he glared at her.
Li Yun and his sister frowned and glanced at Li Rumeng. They kept their distance from Li Hao, but they disliked and avoided provoking the children of their Eighth Aunt.
