The man in white smiled, gently waving the folding fan in his hand.
"You are a disciple of the Long Clan?"
Hearing the man in white's words, Long Ao was stunned. He hadn't expected the man to see right through his identity with a single sentence. 'Does he already know I'm a Dragon Martial Artist?'
'That's impossible.'
"Hahaha, don't worry. I just sensed a wisp of Dragon Breath on you, and I have a good relationship with the Long Clan."
His heart sank. Long Ao was almost certain that the man in white before him was incredibly powerful, at least at the Great Emperor Realm. For this very reason, he grew even more vigilant.
"May I ask your name?"
"Long Ao."
The surname "Long." The man in white smiled. He didn't need any other answer; that name alone was enough to confirm Long Ao's identity. The man in white said, "My name is Ye Wushuang. I'm not sure which level of the Long Family you're from?"
"Second Level."
