"You're from the Barbarian Race?"
Qin Shaofeng's question actually caught He Jing off guard.
He Jing had never expected the other party to know that he was from the Barbarian Race.
No, merely knowing about the Barbarian Race was enough to shock He Jing.
Because after he and his older brother He Zhan had left the He Clan tribe, none of the invaders they encountered had known they were members of the Barbarian Race.
Those invaders had even seemed unaware that the Barbarian Race existed.
But the person before him made He Jing feel differently.
Since this person knew of the Barbarian Race, he definitely was not simple.
But...
Not simple?
That was even better!
He Jing was overjoyed. The way he looked at Qin Shaofeng was as though he had spotted an interesting toy, and excitement surged through him.
He Jing was a genius of the Barbarian Race. Although he had not been born into a good family, just like his brother He Zhan, his outstanding talent had caught the He Clan chief's eye, and he had been given a great deal of resources for cultivation.
Yet all this time, although He Jing had been outstanding among the younger generation of the He Clan tribe, he had rarely fought outsiders.
He had not even battled people from the Yao Clan or Shun Clan tribes.
Now, thanks to the appearance of the invaders, talented warriors like them had finally been sent out to gain experience.
But once he came out, He Jing became depressed.
Because from the moment he had left until now, every invader he encountered had been far too weak.
Although his older brother He Zhan had told him that these invaders' strength had been suppressed after entering the Savage Beast Realm due to the power of their