In one corner, there was a little girl with her two disciples, and the little girl was none other than Meng Yao, the elder of the Vermilion Imperial Sect.
"Lan Yin! Meng Hao! You two better watch out for that guy, I hope you two don't underestimate him." Meng Yao said to her two disciples as she pointed at Xia Tian, who was walking hand in hand with Feng Xian'er.
"Hey, you take it easy, Aunt Yao. I'll definitely beat that guy later!" Meng Hao spoke confidently as he snorted under his breath.
As for Lan Yin, she didn't say anything, and she kept her eyes fixed on Xia Tian.
"You are too confident, Meng Hao! He is Liu Ying's son, Xia Tian. Your talent is nothing compared to hers, and he is even more terrifying than his mother." Meng Yao rebuked her nephew.
'Humph!' Meng Hao and glared at Xia Tian with hostility. 'Let's see later! I will definitely defeat you and humiliate you in front of everyone!'
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