Zhang Yuhan frowned and said with an unhappy look on his face.

The young man with hook nose smiled embarrassedly and sat aside, not daring to resist.

Zhang Yuhan smiled and said to Xu Xuan: "This is my cousin, Lin Hui. He is just sarcastic, don't take it to heart."

Xu Xuan looked at Lin Hui slightly. He was twenty-four or five years old, but he had already cultivated to the eighth level of Qi Refining, and his qualifications were comparable to Senior Brother Yun.

"Yuhan, how can I say that I am sharp and mean? This is the fact." Lin Hui suddenly felt that he couldn't get over the face, snorted coldly, and stared at Xu Xuan: "Xu Xuan, right? I heard from the young master about your deeds, the foundation of the ninth level of body refining? With this little capital, you are self-righteous, and I, Lin, want to squash your spirit."

Xu Xuan ignored him at all.

"Aren't you strong in your body? I have a guest servant in the Zhang family who is a specialist in the cultivation world, that is, the 'physical cultivation' that is gradually declining in the cultivation world. Even if he meets this young master, he will be polite."

Lin Hui snorted coldly.

Physical practice?

Xu Xuan was slightly moved, and a hint of curiosity immediately appeared on his face. It seemed that the conjectures of the previous life were correct. He also had physical cultivation in his later life, but he gradually declined and was forgotten by future generations.
Chapter completed!