Lu Ming patted the dust off himself, his expression calm.
"They were nothing more than frogs at the bottom of a well."
"Although Martial Souls had strengths and weaknesses against one another, a Soul Master's strength was what truly mattered."
"If they could not even see through that, then this was as far as they would ever get in life."
At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing walked over as well.
She handed him a clean towel. Her voice was cool, but it carried a hint of concern.
"Tired?"
Lu Ming accepted the towel, wiped his hands, and casually said:
"Just a warm-up. It was nothing exhausting."
Just then.
Lu Ming keenly sensed two gazes.
They came from the VIP seating area above.
He looked up, his gaze passing through the noisy crowd and landing precisely on the two figures.
Ning Fengzhi.
Xue Qinghe.
These two were major figures in the Heaven Dou Empire.
When Ning Fengzhi saw Lu Ming looking over, he smiled and nodded in greeting.
It was an elder's recognition of an outstanding junior.
Xue Qinghe beside him also nodded in acknowledgment. The smile on his face was gentle and amiable, like a spring breeze.
The corner of Lu Ming's mouth lifted slightly.
He nodded back at them in response.
Yet inwardly, he was amused.
Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue.
You looked so refined and gentle now, but in the group, you cursed more viciously than anyone else.
You could even say something like "eat shit."
Looks truly could be deceiving.
If outsiders learned that the gentle, jade-like Crown Prince was secretly a keyboard warrior, their eyes would probably pop out of their sockets.
Lu Ming withdrew his gaze and sank his consciousness back into the Chat Group within his Sea of Consciousness.
He had seen Bibi Dong's remarks about