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Li Qi, listening from the side, was also rather surprised.

The Demon Prince had actually become arrogant to this extent.

He had actually challenged Shariputra in both wisdom and martial prowess.

And... judging from what happened afterward, the Demon Prince had clearly won.

The only pity was that Li Shiwei was only Rank Seven, and had only just reached Rank Seven at the time. She simply could not understand the Scripture Debate and Dao discussion between the Demon Prince and Shariputra, nor could she recount it.

It seemed no one had recorded those Scripture Debates either. Perhaps there had been some taboo involved.

In short, in that encounter, the Demon Prince had won both the Scripture Debate and the martial contest.

"That really does... fit his character." Yang Ning shook her head. "The Demon Prince... really makes one yearn for him. If only I could trade blows with him once."

"I heard Father fought him once, and Father even won." Li Shiwei suddenly said at that moment. "Why does it feel like Father's reputation never spread far, only around the battlefield, while the Demon Prince is renowned throughout the heavens?"

"Your father... well, how should I put it? He is rather low-key, I suppose?" As Yang Ning spoke, she beckoned and raised her voice, calling to Li Qi, who was putting on an act over there. "Li Qi! Stop pretending and come over here!"

Li Qi was startled.

Yang Ning could actually tell?

There was no way she had done it through perception. Li Qi was confident that, having already advanced to Rank Four, there was absolutely no way Yang Ning could see through him. So... she had guessed purely from how well she knew him.

They had not met for so long, yet this sister-in-law of his could still