This Is a Compliment, Right?
Nangong Hongye looked over with a meaningful expression, seeming to doubt the truth of what he had just said.
Xiang Guanghao raised his head in a daze. "That really was Bi Fan's doing!"
"What he threw was a gray-black, bead-like thing. It seemed to be some kind of demonic beast's Inner Core. It suddenly exploded, catching Mu Ziqiu off guard and leaving him severely injured, like this!"
Nangong Hongye furrowed his brows and pondered for a moment. That explanation did seem plausible.
"But how could someone in the early Spirit Sect Realm like Bi Fan have such a powerful Inner Core?" Yan Jin asked, puzzled.
"Perhaps he had some kind of fortunate encounter!" Afraid they wouldn't believe him, Xiang Guanghao hurriedly added, "Young Master, every word I've said is true. I wouldn't dare make anything up!"
Nangong Hongye's face darkened. After a long silence, he finally said slowly, "From what you've told me, this young man named Bi Fan really can't be underestimated?"
"Yes!" Xiang Guanghao nodded repeatedly. "That guy's Soul Power is also quite impressive. Even Mu Ziqiu couldn't get the better of him!"
At those words, the faces of the Kirin Clan's Core Disciples all turned grave.
"In that case, let's go meet him!" Nangong Hongye tilted his head, a cold smile lifting the corner of his mouth. He strode forward and ordered, "Lead the way!"
The group swelled in number as they made their way toward the center of Mizhong Island in a great, surging mass.
The scarred man followed behind Xiang Guanghao. Once the figures up ahead were far enough away, he cautiously moved closer and asked, "Big Brother, why did the Kirin Clan only send these Core Disciples this time? Where's their main force?"
Though that group's strength was nowhere