"Senior Brother Li, Senior Sister Zhao is far stronger than I am. She has already stepped into the sixth-order Godseed Realm. She may have a bit of a genius's arrogance, but getting to know each other won't do you any harm," Jiang Wuqi whispered to Li Tianming.
Before Li Tianming could respond, Zhao Xiyuan gave a soft chuckle. "You're quite confident, but the second round of the Myriad Sects Imperial War won't be decided by individual strength alone. Coordination is even more important. Arrogance and conceit will get you nowhere."
"That need not trouble you," Li Tianming replied with a smile that did not reach his eyes, answering her with a chuckle of his own.
In truth, Li Tianming was sneering inwardly without pause.
If she had said she would protect Li Tianming during the Myriad Sects Imperial War, that could at least count as looking after him. Since when did "letting him off the hook" qualify as help?
The odds of the two of them even meeting were already extremely low. This could practically be considered a preemptive humiliation over a hypothetical encounter!
If not for giving Jiang Wuqi some face, Li Tianming could have turned hostile right then and there!
Yet Zhao Xiyuan seemed accustomed to her cold arrogance and did not realize in the slightest that she had offended him. Instead, Li Tianming's reaction made her frown slightly.
Seeing that the atmosphere between them had become somewhat delicate, Jiang Wuqi smiled and tried to smooth things over. "Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Brother Li, either way, both of you are stronger than I am. Preparing for the second round of the Myriad Sects Imperial War is what matters most now. Don't hurt the harmony before the battle even begins."
"Wuqi is right. The Myriad Sects Imperial War will