Liu Ming sat quietly for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and then got up and walked back to his room.
With a gentle wave of his hand, a black barrier spread open.
"Hehe, you're quite perceptive to know to set up a sound barrier." In a flash, Motian's shadow appeared beside Liu Ming, chuckling as he spoke.
Liu Ming was already accustomed to Motian's occasional sarcasm. He walked off to the side and sat down, then asked in a calm tone:
"Senior Motian, you seem to have some knowledge about the Dashuo Dynasty?"
"Hehe... Dashuo Dynasty... those guys are quite adept at changing names and identities." Motian showed a mocking expression.
Liu Ming's eyes flashed, but he didn't interrupt.
"Young Master Liu, do you know the surname of the current Central Dynasty?" Motian asked Liu Ming.
