In Long Yang’s tone there was an indescribable sway to it.
“As long as I’m still around, you guys shouldn’t dream of boasting!” Hearing Long Yang’s mouth desecrate his beloved older sister, Lu Xuan couldn’t help but angrily say.
“Whether or not there’ll be boasting isn’t for you to decide. I’m afraid, you still have hope of entering into the Wind Sword Sect right? It’s worth mentioning, simply, since I want to break your hopes for good.” Long Yang’s face leaked out an ugly smile.
As he finished speaking, Long Yang winked to some of the servants by his side. Those servants suddenly understood, moving quickly, they walked past Lu Xuan.