"That beast trainer is a waste."
Wang Lu didn’t deliberately stress it out, but he also didn’t deliberately hide it. His voice wasn’t big, but everyone present could hear it.
Hovering in mid-air, A Xia’s smile was completely unchanged. However, on his side, Ling Yan could clearly see the hands behind his back shiver slightly as if he was about to clench his fists; obviously, his mind was perturbed.
"Waste? How so?" Xiao Qi could see that Wang Lu wanted to say something, so she purposely gave him a chance.
"A member of a high-rank sect Beast Master School, more than two hundred years of cultivation, yet just a middle-level Jindan. If that’s not a waste, then what?"
Xiao Qi chuckled. "Oh, so you originally mean that his cultivation base is not high. You can’t compare everyone with you, you little devil. In Nine Regions, middle-level Jindan is still considered as a first class strength in the Immortal World. Moreover, cultivation base does not mean everything…"
