"So soon?!"
Qing Yi and the drunkard were speaking not too loudly, but Shangguan Yu and the man in white's surprised exclamations made sure the whole hallway heard what they said.
Even scared themselves.
"What happened so soon?" Jun Moyan asked as he led Wen Xiao'ai over, perplexed by the four blocking the staircase.
"You, you, you're already done?" Shangguan Yu's eyes widened, staring at the approaching Jun Moyan.
He glanced at Wen Xiao'ai, practically unable to believe it.
"?" Jun Moyan didn't know what he was talking about.
Shangguan Yu completely ignored Jun Moyan's puzzled expression and continued in disbelief, "Your fighting ability is too poor. Were you injured or something, affecting your performance? It's not even half an hour yet."
"What are you talking about? Poor fighting ability? Affecting performance?" Jun Moyan didn't understand, nor did Wen Xiao'ai.
Jun Moyan gradually furrowed his brow, seemingly starting to grasp something, but then again, seemed not to.
