"Ah! It was actually true?"
The man called Heizi scratched his head awkwardly, hurried over to Qin Shaofeng, grabbed his hand, and repeatedly bowed. "Sorry, sorry. I've been so obsessed with alchemy lately that I went off the rails—I couldn't even see people clearly anymore. It really was my fault. Brother, you're so handsome that heaven and earth would be shaken. Please don't lower yourself to my level."
"HAHAHA..."
"HAHA!"
"HAHAHAHA..."
More and more uproarious laughter rang out.
Especially the man who had just called Qin Shaofeng the most handsome—he was lying on his back on the ground, pounding his chest without pause.
They had long known that Heizi was easy to fool.
Quite a few of them often used Heizi for amusement, but something like today truly was unprecedented in history.
One person had opened his mouth, a crowd had egged him on, and they had actually made this fellow call black white—and even go apologize to someone.
If they didn't have a proper laugh over something this funny, they would truly be letting themselves down.
"What are you all doing?"
Heizi increasingly felt that something was off and turned to look at them.
"Brother, don't listen to their nonsense. I really am handsome, and I entered the sect by relying on my looks. But my brother is handsome too—you've been completely misled by them." Qin Shaofeng patted Heizi's shoulder and spoke earnestly.
"Pfft! Hahaha..."
Not only did the laughter fail to stop, it grew even louder.
"Big Brother is joking. I was only fortunate enough to enter the sect thanks to Big Brother. How could I possibly compare to you?" Chen Qingyi said flatteringly.
Chen Qingyi was naturally very confident in his own looks.
After all, for the Hidden Sword Manor lineage, beauty was etched into their genes.