"Isn't that so? Why should I repeat myself? If you hadn't been following us, Dragon Emperor City is so vast—we had only just parted ways at the air harbor this afternoon, so why did we happen to run into each other here now?" Zhou Baifei looked utterly fearless as he stared coldly at Zhang Tie. "And when I invited you earlier, I specifically said that Brother Shaopeng, Elder Shi's disciple from the Divine General Court, was treating us today. You put on airs and said you didn't want to come, yet now you show up here pretending this is a chance encounter. What's the point? Using such tactics is rather low-class, isn't it?"
Zhou Baifei called him out by name, speaking with righteous indignation while adding fuel to the fire. At his words, surprise flickered across Lu Tianqiang and Xun Zizhou's faces. They both felt that Zhou Baifei seemed... somewhat excessive, but the others with Zhou Baifei, seeing Zhang Tie for the first time, all turned different looks upon him—contemptuous, scrutinizing, even condescending. Every one of them wore an expression of disdain.
All those with Zhou Baifei were divine generals. Apart from Zhou Baifei, Lu Tianqiang, and Xun Zizhou, there were another seven divine generals. Of those seven, two possessed the strongest auras. One was about the same age as Zhou Baifei, also an Earth Divine General, dressed in blue robes with six silver dragon patterns embroidered on the cuffs. His bearing was similar to Zhou Baifei's: both looked like refined young gentlemen. Yet this man had narrower, longer eyes, making him look deeply calculating. There was an inexplicable sense of superiority about him, a surface-level restraint that concealed an overbearing arrogance in his bones.
The other was somewhat older, short, stout, and powerfully built. He looked steady and seasoned,