Miao Tianhe shook his head, "You all are underestimating those ancient clans.
Who knows how many years they have been avoiding the world, how many generations martial arts have been passed down and developed within their ranks.
Their personal combat abilities are far beyond our imagination."
"Your father was able to defeat 32 Linglong Guards on his own," Miao Tianhe said with utmost seriousness.
Lu Xiao and Miao Qidao blinked simultaneously, and then both wore strange expressions.
"Grandpa, did Lu Xiao's dad manage to beat only 32 Linglong Guards, or did our Miao Family have only 32 Linglong Guards at that time?" Miao Qidao couldn't help but ask.
Miao Tianhe was momentarily stunned. What did Qidao mean by that?
Isn't defeating 32 Linglong Guards impressive enough for you?
"Only defeated 32," Miao Tianhe still responded.
Hearing Miao Tianhe's answer, Miao Qidao clicked his tongue, "You nearly gave me a heart attack.
