Xue Baoshan's powerful frame jolted, his eyes widening slightly as he wondered whether he had misheard. Puzzled, he asked, "Brother Chen, the Li Family Tournament is a perfect chance to show what you can do. If you perform well and catch the eye of someone important in the Lineage, the benefits could be beyond imagining.
"Didn't we all come to work for the Li Family for the resources?"
He had also heard that someone in the Li Family was trying to arrange a match for Chen Yuan, which gave him even less reason to refuse.
Chen Yuan smiled faintly. "I know my strength is still meager. Rather than devote my energy to the Lineage tournament, I'd prefer to focus on cultivation and steadily improve my strength in peace."
The main reason was that he had enough resources for now. There was no need to take this risk.
Seeing that Chen Yuan looked serious rather than joking, Xue Baoshan sighed. "Brother Chen, it's truly a pity not to enter when you have such strength. Still, practicing martial arts in peace isn't a bad choice either. I certainly didn't have your steady temperament back then."
The more time he spent with Chen Yuan, the harder he found it to believe that the man before him had killed two opponents in succession on Bowl-Mouth Mountain.
He was clearly so composed—
Could it be that he only struck when the time called for it?
Chen Yuan smiled. "You certainly have a way with words, Brother Xue. You see it as steadiness, but others might call it weakness and cowardice."
Still, he would regard other people's doubtful gazes as so many ghostly flames and walk his own path of the Dao of Survival, one firm step at a time.
It truly did not matter if