Senior Brother, Why Did I Fall Asleep?

Chen Fan's expression remained calm. "Though the Qingyun Sect is not a top-tier great sect, the outcome of the Grand Competition is still unknown. Why are you so quick to draw conclusions?"

The man snorted coldly. "Before true powerhouses, you are nothing more than ants."

Yu Xingsi could no longer hold back. His eyes widened in fury. "Don't you dare look down on us. Our Qingyun Sect is not so easily provoked."

The man burst into laughter. "You? I think you'd better go home early, lest you lose your lives in the Grand Competition and disgrace your sect's name."

Zhou Quan and Song Zheng also showed anger on their faces, but they knew this was not the time to act rashly and merely clenched their fists tightly.

Chen Fan raised a hand to stop Yu Xingsi, who was about to flare up, and said calmly, "Words are useless. We will see the truth in the Grand Competition."

"Fine, then I'll wait and see what your Qingyun Sect can accomplish. I hope you won't be eliminated in the very first round."

With that, he turned and returned to his seat, continuing to laugh and chat with his companions as though the earlier incident had been nothing more than a small joke.

The expressions of Chen Fan and the others were rather unpleasant, but they also knew that now was not the time to act impulsively.

This sudden provocation was simply far too baffling.

Chen Fan looked at Yu Xingsi, Zhou Quan, and Song Zheng. "Ignore them. We only need to do our own part.

"The Grand Competition is approaching. We must keep ourselves in the right state of mind and not be affected by those people's words."

Though Yu Xingsi was furious, he understood that Chen Fan's words made sense. He