Three Thousand Guests

"Doesn't Longxiang have legs?" asked Luo Yunyang with an unsympathetic glance at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man felt that this reply was very disrespectful. It was as though he had completely disregarded the status of Great Heavenly Venerate Longxiang.

Although the man was not from the Human Tribe, his face seemed awkward and uncomfortable.

As the saying went, the servant should die if he brought dishonor to his master. If the person speaking to him hadn't been Luo Yunyang, the middle-aged man would have definitely brought unfathomable pain unto the person who had spoken so disrespectfully.

He did not have much of a choice now. Since it was Luo Yunyang who had spoken in this manner, he could only quietly hide his displeasure in his heart.