C1134 A mixture of happiness and sorrow

Yang Fan was not moved, he looked at her and said: "Little Yu, before you met me, how is your cultivation level compared to your brother's?"

"I'll just throw it away when it's weaker than him ?" Bai Xiaoyu stammered, but even after saying that, he still felt guilty, and did not dare look into Yang Fan's eyes.

"Then what's the difference between your martial arts talent and his?" Yang Fan asked