"It seems I have underestimated you," Tang Yuan said solemnly as the Twin Devils of the North approached.
"We're the ones who overestimated you," Feng Ping said coldly, joining forces with Yan Ni to attack Tang Yuan.
Hearing this, Tang Yuan grew furious. Feng Ping's words were clearly belittling him. He drew a dagger from the small of his back and began to fight fiercely with the Twin Devils of the North.
Ye Xiu had no interest in this level of combat. Qin Qing, on the other hand, was watching with great relish. Although the Grandmasters fought too quickly for her to follow their movements, she found the commotion alone to be thrilling.
Not like Ye Xiu, whose fights have no spectacle at all. He's such a quick finisher, always ending things in a single move.
"When will I ever be as powerful as them?" Qin Qing asked enviously.
"Could you aim a little higher?" Ye Xiu glanced at Qin Qing disapprovingly. "An Eighth Grade Grandmaster is trash. You should set your sights on me."
