Hearing this, Huang Yueli could only continue to laugh dryly.
"Ahem, is that right? Are there still such rumors?"
Li Shihong said indignantly: "Really, Young Miss Li? You also think this kind of rumor is too outrageous, right? Those who spread such rumors must have never seen anything in the world, and they don't even know that Ancient God cultivators don't need to queue up to sign up." Even if ordinary people are like this, Moying, as the Young Master of the Cloudy Qilin Clan, how could he be squeezed together with ordinary cultivators? He also participated in the cultivation test? Which Steward is so blind that he dares to let Moying participate in the cultivation test? There are ten test arrays, all of which must be dismantled by him!"
The corners of Huang Yueli's mouth kept twitching.
She wanted to say something to get around this embarrassing topic, but she really didn't know what to say.
Li Shihong's guess was not correct in any way.
