Conflict

"Xiao Jiu, do you know him?"

A young man beside Li Yuanzhou asked.

"Know him? Of course I know him."

Li Yuanzhou immediately concealed the surprise on his face and replaced it with a malicious grin. "This guy is a house slave from our Li Estate."

"I asked to borrow something from him before, yet he actually dared refuse me. That was when I remembered this slave."

"A mere house slave dared disobey his master's orders. How outrageous."

Standing beside Li Yuanzhou, the young man rebuked Chen Xun.

"Come here. Do you know who I am?"

Then he crooked a finger frivolously at Chen Xun.

Chen Xun looked at him expressionlessly. Rather than trotting over as the young man expected, he remained where he was.

"How dare you, Chen Xun? My eighth brother called you over. Why aren't you answering?"

Li Yuanzhou immediately fanned the flames from the side.

Seeing some excitement, the others gathered around.

"It's him."

"Who would've thought that a former sparring partner could achieve this much?"

Seventh Young Master Li Qingshan looked at Chen Xun in surprise. Even under everyone's gaze, Chen Xun's expression did not change.

The current Chen Xun gave him a completely different feeling from before.

"Seventh Brother, do you know him?"

A pretty young girl beside Li Qingshan asked curiously.

"Yes. He's a servant of my Li Estate and used to be my sparring partner."

He then added, "His defense is quite good."

"Really? That could give him quite an advantage in the grand competition."

The girl was somewhat surprised.

Qingyun Martial Academy's entrance competition prohibited armor and real blades. Everyone used standard weapons made of ironwood. Although they could still kill, their sharpness could not compare to genuine weapons at all.

Therefore, someone who had mastered a hard-body technique would hold