Qu Jianlei couldn't be bothered to respond to the middle-aged man's question.
He had already made it clear that if someone was determined to go head-to-head, it wasn't his problem.
Seeing that he remained silent, the middle-aged man lost his temper.
Recalling the rumored personality of that person, he didn't want to take risks—it truly wasn't his business.
So he raised his hand, pulled the chair from the reception over, and sat down directly.
Then he turned his head to glance at Celestial Sound, "Which year did you graduate?"
"Not long ago," Celestial Sound replied vaguely, "Just a nobody, you don't need to ask."
"You're not a nobody," the middle-aged man spoke meaningfully.
He couldn't see the other's cultivation level, suggesting someone had deliberately concealed it.
However, obviously, just being with these two supreme individuals, that luck alone was extraordinary.
Moreover, he heard what the other said earlier—during school days, her talent was comparable to Mu Yu!
