Badmouthing

Chen Zui: ...Do I owe you?

He had just turned to go cast his vote when someone beat him to it. Looking up, he saw that it was Senior Brother Shi Yijian from the inner sect.

"Senior Brother Shi."

Shi Yijian stepped onto the stage in two light strides. His brows and eyes were cold and stern, giving people an unapproachable feeling whenever he did not smile. Yet his voice was gentle. When it carried the faintest hint of a smile, he was the sort of... well, refined scum. Bian Chunchou felt that Senior Brother Shi's face only lacked a pair of gold-rimmed glasses; that elite aura came rushing straight at him. "Thank you, Senior Brother Shi."

"No need. The talisman you drew just now was quite good."

After praising him, Shi Yijian chatted with the three of them for a while before leaving beneath the moonlight.

Watching this senior brother's retreating figure, Bian Chunchou could not help feeling... well, "Do you guys get a certain feeling too?"

"What feeling?"

"I always feel that Senior Brother Shi has the calm, unruffled aura of some great shot. Is he really only at Qi Refining Peak?"

Wen Xu rarely dealt with Senior Brother Shi Yijian. Earlier, Shi had properly greeted him, his little martial granduncle, too. He seemed like precisely the sort of person... Wen Xu had disliked dealing with most in the past.

He had many schemes in his heart and never showed his emotions, making him impossible to read.

"Whether he's at Qi Refining Peak or not, I'll know when I draw him next time and test him."

Very good. A certain Senior Brother Chen's fighting spirit had flared up again.

Unfortunately, in the following one-on-one elimination matches, none of the three encountered Shi Yijian. Chen Zui did encounter Xia