"Ziyang, step back. How noble are your Senior Sister Xia and Senior Brother Wu? How could you be worthy of offering them a toast?" the second elder said.
"Senior Sister Xia is beautiful and kind-faced, and Senior Brother Wu is dashing and handsome. One look tells you they are not the sort who bully others with their power. I trust my instincts." Long Ziyang did not stop until he reached Hua Yunfei and Xia Qiuer's side, raising his cup with both hands.
"You're quite interesting." Hua Yunfei smiled. Long Ziyang was clearly a clever person.
He raised his cup and clinked it with Long Ziyang's.
"Hehe, I clinked cups with a disciple of the Imperial Court. From now on, I can hold my head even higher when I go out." Long Ziyang grinned foolishly.
"What about me?" Xia Qiuer smiled and proactively raised her cup.
"Senior Sister, please wait. Let me fill it up first."
Long Ziyang hurriedly picked up the wine jug from the table and filled his own cup, then clinked it with Xia Qiuer's. Pride once again appeared on his face.
"This junior brother is quite amusing," Xia Qiuer praised.
Seeing this scene, quite a few Dao Academy disciples were green with envy.
Not everyone was Long Ziyang. When facing disciples of the Imperial Court, most people felt more awe than anything else.
"Senior Sister Xia, Senior Brother Wu, the elders guessed that you are mighty figures in the Quasi-Immortal King Realm. I wonder whether these old men guessed right or not? I think they were wrong," Long Ziyang said.
"Ziyang, don't speak nonsense. Come back quickly."
The second elder was startled. He knew that some people hated having their cultivation guessed by others, and he feared that Long Ziyang's words would displease Hua Yunfei.
"It's fine."