Before completely understanding the situation here, Yan Jiuchao decided to hide his and Yu Wan's background first. After so many years of bloodshed, the most important thing Yan Jiuchao had learned was never to expose himself too much.
Yan Jiuchao said in his usual tone, "We're… from the Immortal Sect."
"Huh?" Jing Wuzhen was stunned.
Yu Wan almost laughed. This fellow was really unwilling to suffer a loss. The other party was from the Holy Sect, so he came from an Immortal Sect. No matter what, this Immortal Sect sounded more impressive than the Holy Sect.
If Yan Jiuchao hadn't been too serious, Jing Wuzhou would have retorted on the spot, "Are you f*cking joking? How can there be an immortal in this world? Even cows don't brag like this. I don't know where this small sect came from, but they dare to call themselves an Immortal Sect. Can they have any shame?"
