The moment Ye Weiming's Zu'an-style greeting left his mouth, the room fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.
Mountains and Rivers Meet and Foodie Little Fairy, in particular, looked at Ye Weiming with utter exasperation.
Seriously, was that how he flattered people?
He was using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to flatter someone!
And he was going all out!?
The stone chamber remained silent for a full two seconds before Bai Zizai's unrestrained laughter shattered the stillness.
"Hahahaha..." Bai Zizai threw up his arms and burst into maniacal laughter. Then he looked at Ye Weiming again and said, "You're right. I am the greatest hero, greatest champion, greatest swordsman, greatest grandmaster, number one in swordsmanship, number one in fists and kicks, number one in internal energy, and number one in hidden weapons throughout all history—Mister Weide, Bai Zizai, leader of the Snow Mountain Sect!"
Hearing Bai Zizai boast so shamelessly, Ye Weiming could not help rubbing his forehead.
Seriously, could he have even a shred of shame?
Could he!?
Never mind saying such things himself—even standing opposite him and listening to Bai Zizai brag made Ye Weiming feel awkward.
His cringe was practically acting up!
However, Ye Weiming was still young and inexperienced. Even though he had been mentally prepared, he had still gravely underestimated the power of Bai Zizai's "Shameless Divine Art."
Bai Zizai continued, "I, Mister Weide Bai Zizai, am not only unmatched in martial arts. Across five thousand years and countless miles, throughout all history, there has never been anyone who could compare to me!"
By the time Bai Zizai had blown his own horn this far, Ye Weiming no longer had the strength to mock him. He could only wave helplessly. "Yes, yes, yes. Everything you say is right, Mister Weide. You kill three tigers