When Xuan Chen challenged Elder Sword Senior, he stared hard into Elder Sword Senior's eyes, hoping to read something there.
Elder Sword Senior's weathered eyes met Xuan Chen's frankly.
After holding his gaze for a moment, Elder Sword Senior chuckled, then teased him with a smile. "Xuan Chen, you're quite loyal to Bi Fan, aren't you?"
Faced with Elder Jian's teasing,
Xuan Chen was taken aback at first. Then he understood, and a helpless, wry smile appeared on his face.
But soon, the smile grew more genuine, and he looked happier and happier.
He even looked at Elder Sword Senior with gratitude.
"As expected of a senior. Thank you, sir."
Xuan Chen looked at Elder Sword Senior and spoke with heartfelt sincerity.
The reason Xuan Chen was so loyal was that he was actually rather proud and arrogant.
Though he had never said a word about it, deep down, Xuan Chen had felt just a little displeased with Bi Fan.
As the spirit of the formation, Xuan Chen couldn't decide his own fate. But unlike other spirits, he had thoughts of his own.
As a member of the Dragon Clan, Xuan Chen had been proud all his life.
But once the formation belonged to Bi Fan, Xuan Chen's life and death rested on Bi Fan's every thought.
To be fair, Bi Fan had good talent.
But Bi Fan was too weak and had no foundation to rely on. Time and again, he had even needed Xuan Chen's help.
That was what had bothered Xuan Chen.
He was indeed loyal to Bi Fan.
But that loyalty had been forced upon him, since his life and death rested on Bi Fan's every thought.
If he ever entertained even the slightest disloyal thought toward Bi Fan, Bi Fan could dispose of him in