"Greetings, everyone!" Xiao Yuming showed no trace of the arrogance of youthful success; on the contrary, he was exceptionally courteous!
Yet everyone knew that Xiao Yuming's talent, status, and future achievements were forces to be looked up to. Naturally, their responses were all the more deferential.
After some polite exchanges, Xiao Yuming flicked his wrist and produced an immortal sword from his Storage Ring—a blade entirely crimson in color, with runes shimmering across its surface.
Chapter 517