Chu Yang mischievously laughed, "You don't need to ask about my cultivation. I'm a ninth grade Martial King. Well, this is my Junior Martial Brother Tan Tan. He's also a ninth grade Martial King. Brother Ao, please share some of your knowledge with us whenever you have the time."
"My knowledge~~~~" Ao Xieyun bit his lips because he had a strong urge to cry out loud.
[This is a group of ninth grade King level Experts, a Saber Emperor, and a Sword Emperor.]
[These people are said to be as famous as me. But, they used to be below me some time ago… Now, I'm just a sixth grade Martial King …]
[It's too embarrassing! I feel extremely inferior.]
"Brother Ao, may I ask what your cultivation level is?" Ji Mo rolled his eyes, and asked.
"Well! ~~~~" Ao Xieyun heaved a deep sigh. However, tears streamed down his face before he could speak…
