At his words, Ji Yunlong's pupils contracted sharply, and he let out a shriek. Along with that cry, the force around his body instantly dissipated.
Lin Yu merely smiled and casually withdrew his hand. If Ji Yunlong had not been Ji Xuejun's elder, he would have pulled away long ago. It was not as if he were some beautiful woman—why was a middle-aged uncle holding his hand for so long?
"Xue Jun, what did you mean by that just now?"
Ji Yunlong paid no attention to Lin Yu pulling his hand away. Instead, he looked at Ji Xuejun with a bewildered expression.
"Looks like you don't go online much either, Uncle. Just browse around online now and you'll understand what I meant. I estimate Little Junior Brother's strength is already about on par with Senior Brother's!"
"Huh?"
As though struck by lightning, Ji Yunlong stared at Lin Yu's faint smile. His heart churned like a stormy sea, and his eyes were filled with utter disbelief.
"Xue Jun, if I remember correctly, your senior brother is... only Lord Saber Emperor, right?"
Ji Yunlong stared blankly at Ji Xuejun. Was this young man really that terrifying, with strength comparable to the Saber Emperor? Or did his little niece have another senior brother? But according to the information he had gathered, that martial arts master seemed to have only three true disciples, including his niece!
"Mm, who else would it be? Hehe... Uncle, there's no need to doubt it. I mean Senior Brother Huangfu. There's no one else!"
"...!"
Only then did Ji Yunlong believe her. His expression immediately turned as though he had seen a ghost as he stared fixedly at Lin Yu's absurdly youthful face. He suddenly felt the urge to cover his face. Had he been living like a dog