"I never expected Senior Sister Shen's husband to be a madman. What a pity, what a pity."
The man in white could not help but sigh.
The Heavenly Sect and the Ancient Thunder Gate were competitors, but they were not locked in a life-and-death feud. Instead, they were the two pillars holding Ning Country steady.
The disciples of the two sects also admired one another.
Seeing Shen Lingxuan's husband like this, the man in white felt deeply moved.
"Brother Tu, let's go. Talking to these madmen is purely a waste of time." As the man in white spoke, he looked at Young Master Tu and prepared to leave.
Yet Young Master Tu's reaction exceeded his expectations.
Young Master Tu wore a hesitant expression, with a trace of excitement in his eyes. Naturally, he refused the man in white.
"Brother Mu, don't speak nonsense. Young Master Qi is as graceful as jade and as refined as fragrant orchids and jade trees. How is he mad?"
Zhan Wenyu at the side also stood with Young Master Tu. "Mr. Qi is a reclusive master playing through the mortal world. Only shallow-sighted people fail to recognize a true dragon."
As Zhan Wenyu spoke, he was filled with superiority and contempt for the man in white.
The man in white froze, staring at the two in astonishment.
He was rather dazed now. It was like three friends gossiping about someone behind their back, only to meet that person and find the other two friends treating him with utmost respect and admiration.
The clown had turned out to be himself.
He could not understand it. His heart was filled with a Hundred Thousand Whys.
But what he felt even more was anger toward Young Master Tu and Zhan Wenyu.
"Hmph!" The man in white snorted coldly