"You must be that Yan Moshan whose name has been causing quite a stir lately, right?"
Red-haired youth Long Xiaoxuan stared at Yan Moshan, sneering as he asked, with a black long spear with a red tassel suddenly appearing in his hand, the tip aimed straight at Yan Moshan!
Yan Moshan, facing Long Xiaoxuan who had recognized his identity, couldn't help but become somewhat excited, and said with a smile,
"I didn't expect my fame to be that great. You know about me too, huh?"
"Hmph, of course I know. You're the one who fought against my third brother, Long Yan, in Qishan's Luuyun Shangdu, even injuring his right arm!"
Long Xiaoxuan glared at Yan Moshan, his eyes growing even sharper.
"Long Yan? You're actually Long Yan's brother?" Yan Moshan asked in surprise.
He remembered Long Yan all too well, that guy wielding two longswords, with terrifying strength!
"What else did you think? You mean to say you have no clue about our Long Family?" asked Long Xiaoxuan.