"Uncle Li, coming to Red Sun City this time, I must have been a nuisance."
Sheng Xueqin raised her glass, her lips like fire, eyes like shimmering water.
"Not at all, not at all. Goddess, you flatter me." Li Xuan hurriedly stood up and drank his cup in one gulp.
In terms of cultivation, the two were indeed evenly matched.
But he had been cultivating for over five hundred years, whereas Sheng Xueqin was just over thirty; the difference was like night and day.
Not to mention that Sheng Xueqin was the direct heir of a major sect, while he was merely a distant branch of the Li family, and had been away from the family's center for many years, residing in such a tiny place as Red Sun City.
Such a respectful calling of "Uncle Li" was already giving Li Xuan a lot of face.
"Hm!"
Gong Jinling glanced sideways at Sheng Xueqin, obviously displeased with her demeanor.
But Sheng Xueqin ignored her, instead whispering with Shi Yuan next to her.
Meanwhile, below the platform.
