"Junior, what did you say? Someone's impersonating me? Heh. I never imagined that I, Xu, would become so famous that people would start impersonating me. Where is he? I'll go kill him right now."
The scholar in green robes looked calm, his voice icy.
Xu Yi said, "I think Brother Xu should prove he's the real deal first. Otherwise, if you go charging off like this, people might not say it aloud, but they'll be thinking you're a fake, using this as an excuse to run away. If word gets out, everyone here will lose face. After all, if we can't even tell the real from the fake, yet still heap praise on him, won't we become the laughingstock of the world?"
Everyone stared at Xu Yi as if he were some kind of monster, marveling inwardly at how he dared speak so casually, voicing the things ordinary people kept bottled up but would never dare say. If he was a fool, how could he read everyone's thoughts so clearly? But if he was a wise man who hid his brilliance behind an air of foolishness, surely he wouldn't be so bent on courting death.
The scholar in green robes glared coldly at Xu Yi. "Very well. You'll be the first."
As soon as the words left his mouth, thunderbolts sprang from his palm and crashed down upon Xu Yi. The moment he struck, the imposing air of a Second Realm expert was unmistakable.
Xu Yi had pushed him to the brink. He had to kill someone to make an example of them, or his bluff would fall apart. Fortunately, he thought he had picked an ignorant, helpless target.
Even after he dealt with this loudmouthed soft touch, the situation wouldn't be beyond saving.
But the instant his thunderbolt struck,