Looking down on someone with disdain

Leng Xuan was taken aback and then realized that the other party was judging him for being poor, and as a general rule, he wasn't supposed to be in that kind of high-end villa district. He wasn't in the mood to care about these things and said indifferently, "Is every passenger supposed to answer these questions?"

The driver's face turned awkward, he muttered something under his breath, and then said no more, concentrating on driving his car.

However, in his mind, Leng Xuan was reminiscing about Luo Shuixi's eyes. He had thought that Luo Shuixi might also be a cultivation practitioner, but he couldn't feel any flow of True Qi from her. Although he couldn't sense Uncle Da Zhang's True Qi either, that was only because Uncle Da Zhang's cultivation level far surpassed his own. But Luo Shuixi looked like she was just a girl of seventeen or eighteen—how could she be so much stronger than him?