Huh?
You understand?
What do you understand?
And why the hell are you winking at me?
Yu Chengan looked at the Junior Mentor who was winking at him, his eyes full of confusion.
What was he talking about?
Why couldn't he quite figure out what the man meant?
"Big Brother, are you sure you can win?" Fan Tianhua asked Chen Changan.
"I'm not sure, but I shouldn't lose."
Shouldn't lose?
Wasn't that basically the same as winning?
"Big Brother, you're that confident?" Ye Bufan asked in surprise.
"Yeah, I'm confident I won't lose, but I'm still not sure whether I can beat him."
"I don't really know how strong a Lower Saint is."
He wouldn't lose, but he wasn't sure he could win? What did that mean?
Fan Tianhua and Ye Bufan didn't quite understand what Chen Changan meant. But seeing how confident he was, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, this battle was about to take place in front of the entire academy. Losing would be mortifying.
"Have you heard? A Junior Disciple is going to challenge a Junior Mentor."
"I heard. This is freaking crazy! And the Three Deans actually approved it."
"Tell me about it. The whole academy is supposed to watch. Do you know who's challenging the mentor?"
"Not really. They didn't say."
"I heard it's someone called Chen Changan."
"Chen Changan? Never heard of him. Have any of you?"
"I think... he was the one from the assessment a few years ago who was rumored to possess a Saint's Will."
"That guy? If I remember right, they said he was only at the Early Ancestor God realm."
"An Early Ancestor God challenging a Saint? That kid's lost his mind."
"Who knows? Let's wait. We'll find out soon enough."
In no time, word