Li Xian said calmly, "May I ask, is the speaker an elder of the Cao Family?" His voice boomed like spring thunder.
Across from the Dragon Gate Tower, there was a green-blue loft named "Phoenix Gate Tower." The people of the Cao Family were there.
The Cao Family elder, Cao Shuang, amplified his voice with Qi several times, conversing with the geniuses in the Heavenly People Tower. His words were polite enough, but when it came to Li Xian, the deep-seated enmity left no room for a good tone.
Cao Shuang retorted, "So what if I am?"
Li Xian knew that no matter how polite he was with the Cao Family, they would never let him off. They intended to pressure him, and he was ready to counter-attack: "How ridiculously funny. How ridiculously funny. The esteemed elder of the Cao Family, how shortsighted."
"Not as good as a poor boy from a small county like me."
