Young Master Long's greedy eyes roamed up and down Wan Mei's body three times as she spoke.
He couldn't stop himself from drooling.
"Young Master, Young Master!"
Wan Mei had already finished speaking, but Young Master Long still hadn't seen enough. He had already entered a trance.
The two subordinates beside him quietly tugged at his sleeves, reminding him in a low voice.
"What are you doing?"
Young Master Long's expression changed. He was about to scold his subordinates when he realized something.
"Cough cough!"
He pretended to have a sore throat and covered it up a little before returning to normal. There was no awkwardness on his face at all.
"Isn't this sister exaggerating a bit?
It's so big! "
As he spoke, he glanced at Wan Mei's chest again.
Although he was listening absent-mindedly, every word Wan Mei said was imprinted in his mind.
After all, he was also a Second Order God Realm cultivator. Multitasking was a piece of cake.
He heard it, but just as the two sisters expected, he didn't take it to heart.
"Young Master Long's place has been destroyed. Let's go watch the show …"
At the same time, many demons who were shocked by the loud noise heard the news and gathered around Zhang Xing.
"Believe it or not, it's up to you!"
Wan Mei didn't say much. She spread her hands and pulled Ding Shu to the side.
Usually, in such a situation, they were responsible for protecting the humans. The task of fighting was naturally left to Zhang Xing.
"I believe it, I believe it very much. As long as it's sister's words, I believe it!"
Young Master Long said with a smile.
Then, he turned to Zhang Xing.
"Kid, tell me, how are you going to compensate this young master for his loss?"
"Compensate for your loss?
How do you want me to compensate? "
Zhang Xing said indifferently.
"Very simple, serve me for a hundred years!" Young Master Long said as his eyes moved unnaturally to the Wan sisters.
"Of course, that includes the two of them."
Zhang Xing sneered and shook his head. "Does your family have the strength?"
"Of course, this young master is the young master of the Long family in the Ancient Demon City.
If my Long family doesn't have the strength, I'm afraid no family in the Ancient Demon City has the strength. "
As Long Fengliu spoke, he couldn't hide the pride on his face.
"Oh!
So it's the Long family. Alright then, I'll make a trip to the Long family. "
Zhang Xing nodded.
"Haha!
A wise man submits to circumstances … "
When Young Master Long heard Zhang Xing's words, he was first stunned, then he revealed a proud smile.
The Long family's reputation wasn't just for show. The moment he said it out loud, this brat was scared.
However, before he could finish his sentence, he saw Zhang Xing grabbing at him.
"Hmm?
You want to compete with me?
Looks like you're still not convinced? "
Young Master Long sneered and calmly waved his hand to welcome the attack.
Whoosh!
He opened the fan in his hand and aimed it at Zhang Xing's wrist.
Zhang Xing remained unmoved. The path of his palm did not change as he swept it gently.
Patter!
The folding fan was swept to the ground.
Looking at his empty hand, Young Master Long was stunned.
Although he didn't use his full strength, not just anyone could knock the weapon out of his hand, right?
The young man in front of him didn't reveal any powerful aura, and just waved his hand casually. He felt like a child facing an adult, so weak and powerless.
Puff!
Just as he was stunned, Zhang Xing's hand grabbed Long Fengliu's neck.
"Take me to your Long family as a guest!"
With that, Zhang Xing dragged Young Master Long forward.
"You … let go of me, let … let go of me …"