"With Mr. Rock Owl's strength, his results naturally won't be poor this time. Securing a place in the top three should be effortless, shouldn't it?"
Yao Ye, seated beside Xiao Yan, offered the compliment calmly. Naturally, she had no idea of Xiao Yan's true strength; it was merely polite small talk.
Yet, seeing that Ya Fei and Nalan Yanran—two beauties in no way inferior to herself—had both gathered around Xiao Yan, she was somewhat surprised. She knew the identities of the two women very well. A trace of astonishment flashed through her beautiful eyes as she thought to herself, Although this Rock Owl looks ordinary, I never expected him to be so popular with girls... It seems Great-Grandfather was right. This Rock Owl is a prize with considerable potential. Otherwise, with Ya Fei's shrewdness and Nalan Yanran's pride, they would never joke around with him like this. But no matter how great his potential is, it is still only potential. Compared to that person, he still pales in comparison.
As she thought this, she glanced toward Uchiha Madara. Seeing President Fa Ma and Elder Jia still speaking to him with careful, ingratiating smiles, she sighed silently.
This was the Dou Qi Continent—where the strong always had the final say. Uchiha Madara did not appear particularly old, yet he had already overshadowed Elder Jia. With strength like that, she was not even qualified to approach him.
All three great beauties had gathered around Xiao Yan, and this undoubtedly set some of the gazes in the VIP seats ablaze. Young men who harbored certain fantasies about the three women all stared at Xiao Yan through gritted teeth, looking as though he had murdered their fathers.
Sensing Yao Ye's gaze, Ya Fei turned her head in confusion. She saw Uchiha Madara sitting expressionlessly