This old fellow is just putting on airs, huh? Playing tough, right?
Zhang Beixing saw through this and found it rather interesting. He did not expose it, but simply said, "You're right, I'm here!"
"You shouldn't have come!" Daoist Qingwei said without turning his head, looking up at the clouds in the sky. "I know your goal. You want to gather all the martial arts of Great Xia to help you achieve Master of All and thus ascend to the Great Grandmaster Realm. But you should know, such a thing is impossible!"
"Heh, how would you know it's impossible if you haven't tried?"
Zhang Beixing scoffed.
For the first time, Daoist Qingwei turned his head. His eyes, filled with disdain, swept over Zhang Beixing. "I admit your talent is exceptional. Becoming a Grandmaster at the age of twenty-one, breaking the record of our sect's founder, Grandmaster Zhang. But, do you truly believe that with just this, you can aspire to the Great Grandmaster Realm? Do you think you are Grandmaster Zhang?
