Soon, a group of young men and women caught up to them one after another.
All of them were riding on spirit light flying swords, shuttling through the White clouds and strong winds. It was very cool.
Unfortunately, they all looked very arrogant and thought that they were superior to the others. They looked at Chen Xiaobei and Zheng Daqian with disdain.
Especially the sixteenth young master of the Jiang family, Jiang minkun, who was arrogantly looking at Chen Xiaobei and Zheng Daqian as if they were two ants. He did not even look at them!
"Aiya! Isn't this young master minkun? What wind has blown you here?"
Zheng Daqian greeted him with a fawning expression.
"Get lost!"
Jiang minkun didn't take Zheng Daqian seriously at all, and his eyes were full of curiosity as they fell on the somersault cloud!
At the same time, the men and women at the back also stared at the somersault cloud with curiosity, envy, extreme, greed, and all kinds of other gazes!
