"Thank you for coming to my rescue, Senior."
Jia Nan Academy, Outer Academy.
After Xiao Li bowed respectfully, Xiao Tian Ce waved a hand, then smiled. "You're Xiao Li, aren't you?"
"You know me, Senior?" A flicker of surprise crossed Xiao Li's eyes, followed by wariness.
His situation was far from good. Not only was the Misty Cloud Sect hunting him, but he had also offended a powerful faction in the Black-Corner Region that he could not afford to provoke. Had he not hidden quickly enough, he would probably have lost his life there.
"Yes, I do. I am Xiao Tian Ce. I came from the Central Plains, and I am an ancestor of your Xiao Clan," Xiao Tian Ce said with a calm smile.
"Uh!"
At first, Xiao Li had thought he was an enemy. Only after seeing that the man bore him no ill will did he relax slightly. After all, the man before him was overwhelmingly powerful-at the very least, a Dou Zong.
Killing him would have been child's play. There was no need to waste words with him.
Yet he had never imagined that this man would be so frivolous as to open his mouth and claim to be his ancestor.
If Xiao Li could have beaten him, he would have taught him a proper lesson for taking such outrageous liberties.
"Surely you're joking, Senior. My Xiao Clan is merely a small clan in Wutan City. Forget an expert like you-we haven't even produced a Dou Wang in many years.
"As for the Central Plains you mentioned, all I know is that it's incredibly far away. Ordinary people couldn't reach it in an entire lifetime.
"So please stop making fun of me, Senior," Xiao Li said solemnly, his expression utterly serious.
Seeing his reaction, Xiao Tian