Before the cold youth could answer, Long Shenfeng burst into hearty laughter and loudly declared:
"This is my nephew, Chen Yang!!"
Pride filled his words.
How could Long Shenfeng not be proud when Chen Yang casually captured an expert in front of all the clan leaders?
At this declaration, everyone was stunned.
"Chen Yang?"
"Who's that?"
"I remember now, isn't Chen Yang the son of Long Xinxue?"
As the crowd discussed, they all began to remember.
Ning Qingyuan immediately sneered and said:
"I was wondering who it was. So it's Long Xinxue's worthless son. What, got a little bit of skill and now you're showing off in our faces?"
Ning Qingyuan's expression abruptly turned icy, his murderous intent thick as he coldly spoke:
"Do you know the consequences of what you've done?"
The others also burst into laughter.
They had all heard that Long Xinxue's son had wandered on the streets as a youth, almost like an orphan.
