It stopped dead!
The instant Cui Xiao activated the Way of the Scholar, the barrage of lightning seemed to hit a pause button. Though the thunderclouds overhead continued to churn and countless black-purple arcs leaped between the clouds, not a single bolt fell. The sight left countless people gaping in astonishment. Some were so unaccustomed to the sudden silence that they thought they were hearing things.
Fang Yan's old friend stared at Cui Xiao in disbelief.
He had never imagined this unremarkable, unfamiliar scholar could wield such a skill. Why had he never heard of anyone like this under Shen Youli? The corner of his mouth twitched as his thoughts began to race. From the looks of it, Shen Youli really did have the standing to go toe-to-toe with others.
His earlier judgment had perhaps been a little too hasty.
Fang Yan noticed the calculating glint in his old friend's eyes.
Considering the status and abilities of Qi Shan and the others, he worried his old friend might recklessly provoke them. He discreetly warned him that once those three set their sights on someone, even the gods themselves couldn't save them. His old friend didn't seem concerned, merely asking curiously who Cui Xiao was.
Fang Yan said, "Cui Xiao, courtesy name Shan Xiao."
His old friend: "..."
Fang Yan noticed how unusually attentive his old friend was to the name. His lips had pressed into a straight line, and his whole body seemed to tense with wariness. That was an awfully strong reaction. Could he have some old grudge against Cui Xiao?
His old friend could only laugh at that.
He had no old grudge. It was just that the name Cui Xiao sounded familiar.
It was practically "as thunderous as a clap of thunder"!
Everyone knew that the Censorate