I feel comfortable, you try harder

Matthew Zhao glanced at the impatient Amelia Chen and smiled silently. When he looked at the Sword Sect elder again, he lowered his voice and asked, "Is it enough to suck one person?"
Amelia Chen: "How can that be? This is just an appetizer. How powerful can the Qi of a mere elder be?"
Matthew Zhao was depressed. Isn't he still strong? This old guy is an elder. If he were taken out, he could become the leader of a medium-sized sect. But now in Amelia Chen's eyes, he has become an appetizer.
"What...