More than two hundred people had previously gathered at Imperial Capital Academy and said they wanted to follow him, but Xu Kun could tell at a glance that some of them were not sincerely willing to follow him!
As expected, they had either been sent by individuals or by the families behind them with ulterior motives, hoping to gain prestige by staying at his side. Never mind their strength—their intentions were impure. Xu Kun deliberately meant to leave them hanging until they lost patience and left!
Xu Kun swept his gaze over the remaining people. Every one of them wore a different expression!
Sima Dai had now stepped out of the shadows and seemed much brighter, but as a newly advanced War King, he appeared eager for battle again. Yet when Xu Kun's gaze passed over him, he hesitated to speak.
"Um, I've already advanced to War King..." Sima Dai said weakly.
"Mm, I know. Not bad, I suppose!"
"Uh..." Sima Dai was immediately choked up and fidgeted. "Well..."
"Well what?" Xu Kun asked knowingly.
Sima Dai had never been one to ask for favors. Seeing Xu Kun's attitude, he grew anxious. "You said you'd give it to me!"
There was a hint of grievance in his tone.
Give it to him?
Give him what?
Xu Kun's fiancée, Yang Yao, said nothing. Shangguan Yuanwei, Akali, and Chu Weiwei, however, immediately looked nervous.
They had never seen such a resentful side of Sima Dai. Could the two of them have some unspeakable secret between them?
"Well, well, isn't this the great previous-generation Martial King? Why do you look as aggrieved as a little wife?"
"Are you giving it to me or not?" Sima Dai hardened up as well.
"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you. What's the rush?"