"That man is utterly shameless. He's suffered defeat after defeat, yet he still has the nerve to accuse others. In the Chen Clan's team, he's the least qualified to say such things!" Watching from afar, Yun Xiao'ai was filled with righteous indignation, a flush even staining her cheeks.
Yun Baisan, however, merely smiled faintly, his expression brimming with interest.
"Hehehe." Zhao Fei let out a roar, then suddenly burst into loud laughter. He looked provocatively at Chu Yun and sneered, "Where's that little trick of yours, spitting out pill qi? Let this young master see for himself just how you fooled the Gongsun Clan and the Chen Clan."
Chu Yun's expression remained calm. Zhao Fei's clamor did not even interest him enough to respond.
Yet Zhao Fei took that silence as cowardice after being exposed.
His expression grew even more vicious as he said harshly, "Speak up! You don't even dare speak now? Ha, and you even changed your name. Back at the Gongsun Clan, you called yourself Young Master Yun. Later, you outright called yourself Young Master Nameless. You really know how to put on an act!"
Zhao Fei had long found Chu Yun unpleasant to look at. It was bad enough that he was more handsome than himself, but he also wore that calm, prideful air. On top of that, Zhao Fei had suffered one setback after another in the Continental Trials, leaving him stifled with frustration and utterly embarrassed before Chen Yuqing.
Now that this opportunity had fallen into his lap, he immediately seized it, pinning his failures on Chu Yun and venting all the gloom in his heart.
Zhao Fei's voice was exceedingly loud, drawing over the crowd watching the competition nearby.
Seeing everyone's attention on him, Zhao Fei grew even more pleased with himself.
"How