"Don't forget our current situation."
Gu Sheng leaned close to his ear, speaking in a very low voice.
"The City Lord's son is still in our hands."
These words were like a cold shower over Ling Xiao's head.
He pouted but finally quieted down, though his eyes still unwillingly scanned the more comfortable seats below.
Gu Sheng secretly sighed in relief, but his gaze involuntarily fell on a young man in a brocade robe sitting in the front row of the third tier.
The man was lazily leaning back on his chair, surrounded by several fawning attendants, clearly a young master from a prominent family.
"Who is that?"
Gu Sheng asked the elder.
The elder followed his gaze and his expression slightly changed.
"The young master of the Qin Family, Young Master Qin. The Qin Family is one of the top cultivation families within a thousand miles, supposedly with a Nascent Soul ancestor presiding over them."
He paused, lowering his voice even more.
