Qian Ying was taken aback when he heard Zhou Zixing's words. He had not expected Zhou Zixing to step forward and lay the matter bare.
A Xiantian Third Order Peak Master had a grudge against a Houtian Layer Ten Martial Artist, and it was the Xiantian Master who was looking for trouble. Wouldn't that make Qian Ying seem petty?
Zhou Zixing's words had put Qian Ying in an awkward position.
They were both Xiantian Masters, but Qian Ying was a full order stronger than Zhou Zixing. Thus, Zhou Zixing's remarks not only embarrassed him but also left him feeling rather displeased.
What could a Xiantian Third Order Peak Master do that warranted a Xiantian Second Order Martial Artist nagging at him?
Besides, you're already so old. Why is your mouth still so sarcastic? Wouldn't it be better to cultivate properly? If you had been stronger last night, the two of us wouldn't have suffered such a miserable defeat! Qian Ying grumbled inwardly, thoroughly sick of Zhou Zixing.
However, all their actions still required Zhou Zixing's help, so he could not go too far openly. After pondering briefly, Qian Ying asked with an unhappy expression, "Elder Zhou, what do you mean by that?"
"Haha, Elder Qian, I don't mean anything else. I just think that now is the time when we need people. If we can let something go, we should let it go for now. It would be best to resolve any issues after we get out," Zhou Zixing said. The moment he saw Qian Ying's expression, his heart skipped a beat. He understood that Qian Ying was displeased and had developed an opinion of him.
This was truly rather helpless. Zhou Zixing genuinely meant well for Qian Ying. Chen Mo was absolutely a ruthless fellow. Qian Ying believed that,