Chen Xiaojun's next words were like a bombshell, exploding in everyone's hearts once again. "And Soul Fighting Academy knows our Seven Kill Sword inside out. More importantly, they have another Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"
Chen Mu's face instantly turned pitch-black, and he spat out that name one word at a time. "Eighth on the Thousand Year List, Baxia!"
The name carried an invisible pressure, freezing the atmosphere around them in an instant.
For a moment, no one spoke. The air pressure around them seemed to drop at a visible speed, and even the air grew heavy.
Chen Xiaojun's clouded gaze was so dark it seemed ready to drip ink.
Just then, however, Xiao Yi seemed completely out of place with her surroundings. She was still eating unhurriedly, the delicacies in her hands looking utterly tempting. She was fully immersed in the pleasure of enjoying good food, without the slightest hint of nervousness.
Then she slowly reached her little hand toward Chen Xiaojun and gently held his hand.
That grip conveyed a warmth and strength that dispelled some of the gloom in Chen Xiaojun's heart.
The others either lowered their heads in silent thought, clearly still digesting the shocking news Chen Xiaojun had brought, or followed along and ate, though their movements seemed somewhat unnatural.
When people were embarrassed or nervous, they always seemed a little busy.
But Xiao Yi's calm and composure were like a refreshing current.
Xiao Yi's calm seemed to possess a kind of magic, gradually infecting the people around her.
Her unhurried composure eased the originally tense and heavy atmosphere slightly.
Chen Xiaojun felt the warmth coming from Xiao Yi's hand, and the corners of his mouth could not help curving into a faint smile. His mood slowly calmed as well, and that taut string finally loosened