Zhang Min's eyes sparkled as she shook her head. "There is nothing more to add. Young Master Yang has already said everything that needed to be said. His explanation was very detailed. The only thing worth adding should be Brother Yang's strength. Brother Yang is far too modest—he glossed over his divine abilities and great achievements in just a few words, making them seem plain. But in this little girl's eyes, Young Master Yang's abilities are ten times, a hundred times greater than what he described."
Yang Chen did not know whether to laugh or cry. He had not expected Zhang Min's additions to be these.
Daoist Qiangong was also secretly helpless. He waved his hand. "This brat Yang Chen always likes to brush lightly over matters concerning himself. This old man has felt that deeply as well. But what matters now is not explaining that, but this matter of the foreign race. Those foreigners truly chose an excellent time—they actually intend to attack us during the Six Directions Grand Competition. If they really succeed, the time of the Six Directions Grand Competition will be when our Six Directions forces are at their most lax. I fear a grave mishap will truly occur."
Yang Chen said, "The main issue is that no one would have expected the time of our human Six Directions Grand Competition to be leaked."
"Mm. What do you two think of this?" Daoist Qiangong asked.
Zhang Min parted her red lips. "This junior does not know what should be done either."
Yang Chen hesitated for a while before making his decision. "Senior Qiangong, this junior feels that if we did not know about this person, then so be it. But now that we do know, changing the time of the Six Directions Grand Competition so easily