He was in a bad mood when he was interrupted midway because he was making out with his wife.
Seeing these clansmen, he didn't have a good face. The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, his cold gaze swept over their heads and he didn't say a word.
The young cultivators were bowing and since they didn't hear him say anything, they didn't dare to get up casually. They were even more terrified when they noticed the icy aura and powerful coercion emanating from Li Moying's body.
Their Young Master...as expected, just as in the legend, not only was he handsome, but also his strength was astonishing! Far beyond their geniuses of the same generation!
Moreover, it was as indifferent as in the legend...
Huang Yueli was standing right behind Li Moying. Seeing this, she secretly tugged on the clothes behind him.
