Feng Yun smiled calmly, looked at Chen Xue, and said slowly, "You have to understand that anyone who reaches a certain height can already be considered a behemoth. Using imperial tactics on such people will only make them rebel and revolt... because they're all very familiar with imperial tactics themselves, and all know how to use them."
"On this point, Yan Vice Head Sect Leader is a paragon. His attitudes toward Duan Chief Seat, Grand Chief Guardian, Ning Zaifei, and even every guardian in the sect reveal a great deal. He's incredible. I still have much to learn."
"He has a different attitude and method for each person, and it isn't imperial tactics."
"That's precisely what makes Yan Vice Head Sect Leader so formidable."
Feng Yun let out a sigh.
"Today's events have made the gap between me and Yan Vice Head Sect Leader completely clear—the distance between a mountain and the sea. I need to stay vigilant."
At that moment, Feng Yun drove the sense of achievement and satisfaction brought by his recent study of the art of heavenly calculation out of the depths of his heart.
His entire being became even clearer and more limpid.
Just then, Feng Er came to report, "Young Master, the real Lord of the Night Demon has arrived."
His tone was rather sheepish.
Clearly, he knew he had messed up.
Feng Yun sighed and said, "Let the Night Demon in."
He silently calculated that this new Feng Er was truly awkward to use.
Everything felt stiff and wrong, and nothing was satisfactory.
Today's mistake wasn't serious, but it was still irritating. And he had already made many mistakes before this. Compared with the original Feng Er, he was more than a hundred thousand miles behind.
When Chen Xue heard Feng Yun sigh, her