In fact, he was very much against the eight supreme empires. His family was considered a royal family on this side. But there, it was only a small clan. He didn't want to go there, so he didn't pay much attention to his training and didn't return to the academy. He didn't plan to be selected by the Nebula Sect in the future. If he was selected, he would have to go there.
He could be called Little Overlord here, but when he went to those places there, he would be a man with his tail tucked under, so he didn't want to do it.
"Quick, quick, Song Ming has put his bet in front again. He lost a lot of money yesterday. Let's go and have a look." Several men left together.
Feng Jiu and her group sitting at the tea stand listened, their expression changed. Reportedly, in addition to his immoral self-indulgence in loving beauties, Song Ming was skilled in gambling. How could he lose?
"Shall we go and see?" Ning Lang looked at the other two and asked.
