Whoosh!!
As that gentle yet firm voice fell, almost everyone immediately turned to look.
Silence filled the air.
There was a faint, suffocating pressure.
Although Chen Wuxin had merely walked up to Ning Meier and Dongfang Shengyao, seemingly for a private conversation.
Everyone was paying attention.
Especially after he brought up Su Ye and unleashed that sword strike.
"Ning Meier..."
Even Dongfang Shengyao's expression shifted. He glanced sideways at Ning Meier, his breathing briefly faltering.
He had never expected Ning Meier to answer like that.
Under these circumstances, even Chen Wuxin himself had been ready to leave.
Saying that... sounded far too much like a provocation!
It was practically inviting resentment!
He sighed inwardly. That was far too showy... we could have kept our heads down and stayed out of trouble.
Well, now look.
Everyone's looking over.
Chen Wuxin might even hold a grudge against us afterward!
An almost imperceptible ripple passed through Chen Wuxin's eyes.
Yet his expression remained frighteningly calm.
He merely turned his gaze to Dongfang Shengyao.
Dongfang Shengyao spread his hands helplessly, then gave a self-deprecating smile before addressing Chen Wuxin seriously:
"He's stronger."
"His sword is stronger."
Exactly the same words.
Chen Wuxin fell silent for a moment, then calmly shook his head.
"I don't believe it."
His words were calm and direct.
As though he were stating a fact.
"But I'll wait for his sword."
He turned and left.
And everyone's gazes gradually shifted away from Dongfang Shengyao and Ning Meier.
"Why did you have to provoke him again at the end?!"
"What if he holds grudges and thinks we were humiliating him? Wouldn't we be making an enemy for no reason before entering the Supreme Academy?"
Dongfang Shengyao looked at Ning Meier, his tone carrying both reproach and helplessness.
And this would be