A Long Talk

Yunxiao looked up calmly. There was no fear on his face, only the eternal serenity and a pair of starry eyes. "What an imposing manner, Martial King Xiao!" he said in a flat tone.

Everyone sucked in a cold breath and looked at each other in horror. This boy was really looking to die! He was really out of his mind!

Li Baifeng, who was in the main banquet hall, hurriedly stood out and bowed. "Commander Xiao, Yunxiao is too young and ignorant. I hope you can forgive him for the sake of the Old Master..."

"Haha!"

Xiao Qingwang suddenly burst out laughing, then strode over and sat down directly next to Yunxiao as he slapped the latter on the shoulder and said, "As Li Chunyang's heir, you do have his demeanor! Haha! Why can't I have such an interesting child? Well, I'll call you Young Master Yun from now on!"

All people present were drenched in cold sweat. Since when had Xiao Qingwang become so accommodating?