Yang Jing's heart tightened. He hastily cupped his fists and replied, "Rest assured, Senior Sister! In tomorrow's competition, I will give it my all. I definitely won't bring shame to Lingxi Peak!"
He paused, then took a step closer and asked carefully, "Senior Sister, do you know more about this Ma Guoliang? As the saying goes, 'Know your enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeat.'"
'Ma Guoliang and Lingxi Peak have history,' Yang Jing figured. 'With Senior Sister's fiery personality, she must have been keeping an eye on him. She probably knows quite a bit about him.'
Upon hearing this, Si Jiawen furrowed her brow and thought carefully, but then simply shook her head, her tone tinged with helplessness. "This man has taken being a recluse to the extreme. Within the sect, he's either cultivating in the Training Room or on his way to the Training Room. He almost never socializes with anyone.
