"You're too kind."
The Princess Consort said with a faint smile.
"It's not flattery at all, the White Tiger Summit really is getting more lively. But when my junior, Phoenix Feiye from the Tianhai Ba Tu, appears, you should definitely make an appearance."
Wu Long looked towards the cabin and said.
Inside the cabin, there was still no movement.
Wu Long pursed his lips and said nothing more, standing there quietly waiting.
Aside from the eleven people in the first rank, plus the Princess Consort, no one else sparked his slightest interest.
Even Sun Leng Chan and Mu Wan Shuang, who were as renowned as the Tianhai Empire and Tianhai Ba Tu, did not earn a second glance from him.
In his eyes, these people were not qualified to be his opponents.
His opponents were only those of the same level.
It's that simple.
"Zui Ling Long has arrived!"
A sound of zither music came from the sky, and a woman holding a pipa slowly descended to the ground.
