"Who do you think you are, calling me Erlong?"
"Utter nonsense!"
Perhaps because Flender had come before him, Liu Erlong quickly recognized Yu Xiaogang, who had called out to her.
However, compared to her indifferent attitude toward Flender, Liu Erlong felt far more disgust toward Yu Xiaogang, seeing him as nothing more than a clown.
Because more than twenty years ago, not long after Jiang Li disappeared,
she had been unwilling to simply wait for Jiang Li to return. With the thought of taking the initiative to search for him, she had gone out to travel and train.
During that time, she happened to meet Flender and Yu Xiaogang, two people with whom she could form a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
So Liu Erlong naturally traveled alongside the two of them for a while.
At the time, perhaps because Liu Erlong's talent and beauty were simply too outstanding,
both Flender and Yu Xiaogang had found themselves falling for her.
Flender came from an ordinary background, had looks that were barely passable, possessed an unremarkable awakened Martial Soul, and lacked Liu Erlong's talent as a Soul Master. Thus, he could only bury those feelings deep in his heart, not daring to reveal even the slightest hint of them.
As for Yu Xiaogang, that was another matter entirely.
Despite having only half a rank of innate Soul Power and being doomed never to break through the level-thirty bottleneck, he considered himself immensely knowledgeable simply because he had read a few more books.
As a result, he always spoke with an inexplicable air of confidence, perfectly embodying the phrase "ordinary yet confident."
That alone was nothing. It merely proved that humanity was indeed a diverse species.
But for whatever reason, Yu Xiaogang had set his sights on Liu Erlong. First, he flaunted his