The moment Lu Yin appeared, the man's eyes never left Lu Yin’s. This person was the White Dragon Clan’s Junior Progenitor, one of the four Junior Progenitors chosen during the Perennial World’s Yuanlun Festival: Long Tian.

"Long Qi greets big brother." Lu Yin respectfully bowed. The person in front of him was an important man.

Long Tian looked at Lu Yin. His eyes were indifferent, and there was not even the slightest fluctuation in his expression, though his voice was even more blunt and uncomfortable. "Call me Junior Progenitor."

Long Xi could not stop herself from speaking up, "Big brother, he is my husband."

Long Tian frowned and looked over at Long Xi. "He’s trash who doesn’t qualify to speak to me in such a manner."

Long Xi's eyes instantly grew colder. "Does big brother also see me as trash?"

"He’s nothing more than a replacement to help you hold off Bai Shaohong. Given time, I could find many others just as qualified," Long Tian coldly stated.

"And yet, before he showed up, big brother never mentioned any of that. Bai Shaohong even slaughtered my White Dragon Clan’s branch families, but big brother still never said a thing," Long Xi’s voice was also cold.

Long Tian sighed. "I've been focused on cultivating. You know that I rarely pay attention to such things."

Long Xi stared at Long Tian. "If that’s the case, then you don’t...