"After all, he is a disciple of our Shenxiao Sect."
After a long silence, Dongfang Qing avoided Daoist Qingya's gaze and spoke softly.
"Haha, what a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect."
With a trace of unusual color in his eyes, Daoist Qingya chuckled softly and slowly came beside Dongfang Qing:
"It seems you are quite satisfied with this child, Qi Xiu."
"Are you dissatisfied with him?" Dongfang Qing glanced at Daoist Qingya and spoke softly.
"Do not exploit my words; the Shenxiao Sect has been passed down since the Middle Ancient Era, you are the most afflicted of your generation, thus you plot everywhere, which I can understand.
However, this child Qi Xiu is extraordinary.
Your Shenxiao Sect may be great, but eventually, it will not be able to contain him."
Calmly watching the lotus leaves swaying with the wind in the boundless pond ahead, Daoist Qingya's words caused Dongfang Qing's gaze to change slightly.
