"Really? You could even beat Sword Venerable Fudao?"
Zhen Qin was amused, and followed Gu An's words as she teased him with the question.
Gu An raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and said, "This punch of mine carries hundreds of millions of years of power. Could Sword Venerable Fudao withstand it?"
"Bah, bah, bah! Don't talk nonsense! Be careful, the old master might hear you!" Zhen Qin immediately panicked. After saying that, she even stood up, bowed toward the window, pressed her palms together, and apologized to him on Gu An's behalf.
Gu An wanted to laugh as he watched. He did not stop her, only smiled as he watched Zhen Qin's performance.
Ye Lan, however, was not afraid. She had always felt that Gu An had some connection with Sword Venerable Fudao. For Gu An to say such a thing meant his relationship with Sword Venerable Fudao was extremely good, so good that he could even joke about offending his superior from below. That made her very happy.
The better Senior Brother's relationship with Sword Venerable Fudao was, the safer he would be in the future.
Zhen Qin apologized for quite a while. Only after Gu An urged her did she sit down again.
Gu An asked about their situation in the Elder Hall, and neither of them concealed anything.
When they had first joined the Elder Hall, they had suffered a great deal of exclusion, and some people had even humiliated them in public. But early the next morning, those people came to visit and apologize to them. After that, the Elder Hall's attitude toward them turned around, and everyone treated them very well.
Ye Lan took the opportunity to grow her own power. Unexpectedly, not only did the Elder Hall not suppress her,