Reserved Places
"Word is, you've been hanging around Senior Brother Zhang these past few days?"
"Mm."
"He came looking for you?"
"Mm."
"You've been sparring with swords every day?"
"Mm."
"Then how did you manage that?"
"Who knows?"
Yu Ci had been cornered and interrogated by Li You. Seated in his chair, he could neither move nor escape, his face full of helplessness. The two had already lowered their voices, but against the quiet surroundings, they still seemed rather noisy, drawing strange looks from passing cultivators.
The reason for that reaction was that this was Lingxiao Pavilion!
Yet Li You still would not let him off, leaning closer as he asked, "Come on, tell me. At least let me understand where Senior Brother Zhang got all this energy from. The time he spent practicing the sword over the past ten years combined couldn't compare to these last few days..."
Yu Ci cried out inwardly and pointed at the figure beside them, who was dozing with his head lowered. It was Zhang Yan. With a bitter smile, he said, "Senior Brother Zhang is right here. If Senior Brother Li wants to understand, why go far afield when what you seek is close at hand?"
"Don't do me like that!"
Li You was greatly dissatisfied. "Our friendship is much stronger than yours and Old Zhang's. Even if you're favoring the new and forgetting the old, you can't make it this obvious, can you?"
Still, with his lively, restless nature, he lowered his voice even further as he spoke, lest he wake Zhang Yan. In truth, although Li You had only recently established himself at the pivotal stage and lacked Zhang Yan's experience, their realms were similar. Moreover, Zhang Yan had frittered away several decades; if they truly fought, victory or defeat would