"Very well, Senior Brother Long Aoxue Wushuang Zhizun, since you're so eager to fight..." Qingyi smiled, a hint of mockery dancing at the corners of his lips.
Long Aoxue remained silent for a long moment, the veins at his temples throbbing visibly beneath his skin.
Irritation burned in his eyes, but he swallowed hard before responding.
"You may call me simply Long Aoxue."
"Not at all, Senior Brother Long Aoxue Wushuang Zhizun. I would never dare act so casually toward someone of such distinguished stature.
Long Aoxue Wushuang Zhizun is the name your honorable parents bestowed upon you, and I utter it with all the respect it deserves, Senior Brother Long Aoxue Wushuang Zhizun."
Aoxue's face darkened, and he clenched his teeth hard.
Bai Hu Lie let out a hearty, booming laugh, making no effort to hide his own delight.
Even the second representative of the central region, bit down on his lower lip in a half-hearted attempt to stifle his laughter.
