At Li Changsheng's words, all the Grandmasters present struggled not to laugh. If any of them had said it, it would have been provocation, but coming from Li Changsheng, it was merely teasing. Everyone present knew his relationship with Fang Ping. The two were both master and friend, comrades who had faced life and death together, close enough to wear the same pair of pants.
Seeing Old Li come out to stir up trouble, Fang Ping sternly rebuked him, breaking the tension. "Li Changsheng, I'm discussing serious matters right now. Who's playing around with you? As an eighth-rank Golden Body powerhouse, instead of setting an example for the younger generation, you're acting so unreliable. What kind of behavior is that?"
Old Li glanced at Fang Ping. Well then, he was being called by name now. At first, Fang Ping had called him Teacher Li and Senior Li. Later, that had gradually turned into Old Li, and now he was directly calling him Li Changsheng. The little bastard had grown stronger and lost every shred of respect.
The Grandmasters beside them laughed even harder. Both of them were troublemakers, but it seemed Fang Ping, the younger thorn, was even more formidable.
Seeing that no one else spoke, Fang Ping continued, "The people from Xuanming Heaven will arrive soon. I've met people like them before. They're all arrogant bastards, still clinging to their old ways, believing ordinary people are ants. They don't believe we would stand up for ordinary people. But now that they've emerged and come onto our territory, they have to follow our rules. Those old fossils were used to throwing their weight around in the past. They think that once they reemerge, we should immediately surrender and worship them. But New Martial puts people first. Our current status was