Not until Chen Tang's party departed far away did the over a hundred strong members of the Long Family's group begin to snap back to their senses, one after another...
Long Cangyu remained silent. The events just now had caused him to lose face utterly, it was as if he'd been slapped repeatedly. At this moment, an endless fury surged within his chest, threatening to make him explode.
Long Zhiling stood there in a daze, staring blankly in the direction of Chen Tang's departing group, her expression bewildered, her entire heart thrown into chaos.
Long Yin and Long Chuangui frowned, exchanged a glance, and stepped forward to inquire...
"Ling Yatou, exactly what is the origin of that young man named Chen Tang? How could a mere indigenous power from the secular world have two formidable Tenth Stage entities at his side?"
"It would be one thing if it were just that woman, but crucially, that little girl seems only seven or eight years old. Are you sure this isn't a joke?"
