"Kid, what are you laughing at?"
Du Qingye angrily questioned Ning Jianfeng.
First, that damn monk laughed, and now this guy is laughing too.
Do they really find what is being said so funny?
"Cough, cough..."
Ning Jianfeng lightly coughed twice and said, "Sorry, I just purely find it funny how you all introduce yourselves, your cultivation, and your rankings like that."
"You..."
Du Qingye was furious, "Do you mean your cultivation is higher than ours, and your rankings are higher than ours?"
Once he said this.
"Pff, pff, pff..."
Even Wu Qiansheng, Shen Tu Xiong, Baili Wushuang, and others couldn't hold it in anymore. They all spat out their tea and laughed out loud.
Seeing Wu Qiansheng and others burst into laughter.
The Heavenly Pride present all had darkened expressions, their bodies trembling with rage.
Guo Xiaochen stepped out, looked at Zhao Hetu, and said solemnly, "Brother Zhao, are these the friends you brought?
