"Writing? Such a bold claim. Are you planning to test whether I can read? Hahaha..."
Liu Guancen sneered again and again. He had never suffered such an insult.
Director Yu grew anxious, too, and sent him a thought. "Kid, if you dare play with fire using me, I'll make you regret it."
Everyone perked up. This was more entertaining than a riddle. One after another, they chimed in, either egging Liu Guancen on or teasing Director Yu.
These so-called high-ranking cultivators, True Immortals and High Immortals, might have cultivated for eight hundred years, but they were still vulgar to the bone. The longer life stretched on, the lonelier it became.
Xu Yi smiled. "That's right. I'm testing whether Brother Guan Cen can read. If he gets the character I write right, then besides Director Yu keeping her promise, I'll stake my own life against Brother Guan Cen's. If he gets it wrong, then he'll owe me a favor. How does that sound?"
He could tell Director Yu was hoping to get something from him for free, but he had to save himself. Besides, now that he was caught up in this, he had to do his best to turn danger into opportunity.
Xu Yi spoke with such gravity that everyone grew even more eager, all guessing what sort of character he would write.
Liu Guancen reined in his arrogance a little and said in a ringing voice, "I'm not boasting, but I know The Explanation of Characters and The Rhapsody on the Void like the back of my hand. If Brother Xu makes up a character of his own, then there's nothing I can do about it."
"Exactly. You're not planning to just invent some random character, are you?" The pretty freckled female cultivator, Song Qingying, stared at Xu Yi