When Long Wanying finished speaking, even Jiang Qingliu was stunned for a moment.
All around them stood the senior powerhouses of the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect.
For a moment, every one of them turned away, their gazes profoundly suggestive.
One had to know that within the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect, the "tear-down" between Long Wanying and Long Xiqian was part of their daily routine.
They were not putting on an act!
Sometimes, one wrong word was enough for them to truly come to blows.
They had fought countless times from childhood to adulthood.
Only after Long Wanying became the White Dragon Empress did Long Xiqian restrain herself somewhat.
And now, it was obvious they were about to tear into each other again.
Only this time, the point of contention was rather novel.
Upon hearing this, Long Xiqian blinked, somewhat unable to believe her own ears.
"What nonsense did you just say? Are you sure your tongue wasn't tied and you didn't misspeak?"
Long Xiqian folded her arms across her chest.
Her thin lips curled slightly.
"Of course I didn't misspeak. It wasn't as if Long Longlong had never lost before. The four of them besieged Weisheng Moran, only to be suppressed and defeated by her. Don't tell me you hadn't heard?" Long Wanying said.
"So what? Longlong is young. Give him another ten years, and even ten Weisheng Morans won't be his match," Long Xiqian said.
"Could you stop deceiving yourself? Have you fed him too few divine pills over the years? I'd wager there are some divine pills even the Sacred Dragon Emperor doesn't know about." Long Wanying chuckled.
"Don't spout bloody lies, you shameless thing!" Long Xiqian raged.
"Spout lies about you? He's your son. What the hell does he have to do with me?"
"I think you're just jealous."