Zhang Heng had a good plan. Whether Ling Shuang made a move or not, he would have something to say in the end.
But he had never expected Xu Jingming to be the one who stepped forward.
What shocked him even more was that Xu Jingming had actually broken through to the seventh order!
"I remember Xu Jingming had only just entered the sixth order before going to Oceania, right?"
"Yeah, and it's only been four months!"
"Four months to break through from the sixth order to the seventh? What kind of speed is that?"
"..."
A wave of hushed exclamations rose. Some directors who had believed the rumors and thought Xu Jingming had fallen into decline were even more stunned.
This was the decline you people had been talking about?
Breaking through an entire major rank in four months, and from the sixth order to the seventh at that!
If this counted as decline, then wouldn't I be practically dead?
Listening to the cries of surprise around him, Zhang Heng found himself in an awkward position.
He had fallen into the very predicament he had intended to use against Ling Shuang.
If he made a move, he was over twenty years older than Xu Jingming.
If he won, he would be suspected of bullying the young. If he lost, it would be even more humiliating.
More importantly, he truly was not completely confident he could defeat Xu Jingming.
"You? Forget it. I have no interest in bullying the young."
With a cold snort that concealed his weakness, Zhang Heng summoned swirling wind around himself, picked up the heavily injured Li Hao, and swiftly flew away.
Though his tone had been forceful, he looked for all the world like he was fleeing in disgrace.
"That's it? How boring." Xu Jingming