Poem Worth 100,000 Spirit Stones
Long Ming's refined aura along with his identity was enough for many people to pay attention to him.
" Grand Sky City's Four Seasons Valley?"
" To think there is a male disciple in Four Seasons Valley! He is even the True Disciple."
" Ah, It seems I heard some rumors. It looks like his identity is legit."
Liu Ye snorted when he heard the crowd. " Of course! My Brother Long is the True Disciple of Four Seasons Valley."
" Come with me, Brother Long, The real stuffs are in the upstairs." Liu Ye winked at Long Ming and took him to the upstairs.
When Long Ming reached the upstairs, he could see the floor filled with various rich nobles and young masters. He had to admit, that the quality of the courteseans here almost comparable to the Eternal Spring Tower.
However, with his Heavenly Revelation Eyes, Long Ming felt a qualitative difference.