Xuan Chen smiled faintly, and Dragon Shadow transformed into a refined, elegant young gentleman before everyone's eyes. He slowly opened his eyes and said in a warm, humble voice, "I know a little."
Seeing his amiable, approachable face, Nangong Hongye's expression darkened.
In his experience, the more kind and affable someone seemed, the more twisted and unpredictable their personality was.
After hesitating for a long while, he finally asked, "How could someone at the Spirit Saint Realm become a beast spirit?"
"Heh, it's a long story," Xuan Chen replied with his usual genial smile. "But now isn't the right time to tell it."
"Besides, I can only say that I used to be at the Spirit Saint Realm, which is why you can sense a trace of that aura. But that's not my true strength."
Nangong Hongye breathed a sigh of relief and silently wondered whether he might try again.
But when he recalled how Xuan Chen had faced nine opponents without so much as changing expression and neutralized every attack, the thought vanished in an instant.
Xuan Chen looked at him with a faint smile. "Want to try?"
Nangong Hongye said nothing, his face cold. But inside, he regretted ever charging into this formation without knowing what he was dealing with.
Getting out now probably wouldn't be so simple.
He raised his head and said coldly, "What do you want, sir? Speak plainly."
"What I want?" Xuan Chen paused, then smiled at him. "You're asking the wrong person. You should ask my host."
Nangong Hongye frowned. "Bi Fan?"
"That's right," Xuan Chen replied, still smiling.
"Fine!" He agreed through gritted teeth, then looked toward Bi Fan, who sat to one side, seemingly drawing his last few breaths. In a low voice, he asked, "Sir, let's just say today was