"Still, this isn't a bad thing. Adversity reveals true feelings," Cai Xun thought to himself. "My performance should be enough to prove that Zheng Jun and I are deeply bound together now, right?"
Hearing his words, Zheng Jun smiled faintly and spoke with utmost modesty. "You flatter me, Brother. I just had a bit of luck. That Old Thief Yuan Yi used a rather unpolished Wave-Treading Blade Technique. Every time he made a move, I anticipated it beforehand, which is why I was able to slash him to death."
He let out a sigh. "Those clowns from the Vast Sea Sect can't even properly master the skills passed down by their Ancestral Master. They truly deserve to die by my hands."
After his lamentation, Zheng Jun touched the Condensing Gang Powder that Cai Xun had just given him, his eyes burning with fervor.
There were a full four doses of Condensing Gang Powder here—enough to keep him thrilled for four whole days!
"Wait, why does that sound a bit weird?" he thought.
