Before he even drew his sword, Xiao Zhan erupted with a formidable aura, astonishing Xia Qian and Xiao Liang.
Xiao Tian, however, was delighted. He boasted, "Third Granduncle, Sister Xia Qian, you've been living among common folk for so long that you have yet to see a true master. Today, you are certain to be amazed."
Xia Qian and Xiao Liang furrowed their brows slightly. They were impressed by Xiao Zhan's aura, but it was hardly shocking. Compared to Wu Tian, Xiao Zhan's presence seemed to be nothing special.
Xiao Zhan rejoiced inwardly. Sword, oh sword, I have finally found you, and you have finally waited for me. The next moment, he let out a great shout and prepared to draw the sword.
"Third Granduncle, Sister Xia Qian, watch closely! The master of this Divine Sword can only be my teacher!" Xiao Tian proclaimed proudly, as if he were the one drawing the sword, as if Xiao Zhan had already succeeded.
