"It's just a little false reputation, hardly worth the praise of a Star Lord."
"This is not a true Saint Heir, just a reserve one."
"Although I am within the sect, I have also heard of the Star Lord with a single sword, suppressing a sect and astonishing the Beixuan Interface."
"My master has also praised that with the Star Lord's strength, not only in this Beixuan Interface, but even in the four great realms of Nantong, Ximing, East Spirit, and elsewhere, purely in terms of swordsmanship, he could rank in the top ten."
The young man seemed unperturbed, sitting upright with a smile.
Beixuan, Nantong, Ximing, East Spirit.
The four great interfaces, all are high-level interfaces.
Although they are called interfaces, in fact, each has more than a hundred continental interfaces.
"If you were a true Saint Heir, I'm afraid even my father wouldn't be able to sit still and would come out to welcome you."
Ji Shang's expression was cold and he spoke indifferently.
