Shen Bing was not about to leave just like that. He hurriedly said, "There's something you don't know, Perfected Lord. I spent some time with Nezha recently, and he came up with a game. He claims no one can beat him."
Perfected Lord Erlang's vertical eye widened. With his proud disposition, he had very little resistance to those words.
"That brat Nezha dares make such a boast!" Perfected Lord Erlang said coldly.
Hearing that, Shen Bing immediately relaxed.
It seemed this Perfected Lord Erlang was not the same Yang Jian depicted in Investiture of the Gods.
Shen Bing had already worked out a strategy. If the relationships between the figures in this Immortal Realm resembled those in Investiture of the Gods, he would use their personal ties to lure Perfected Lord Erlang over to Nezha. Otherwise, he would goad him.
The moment he first saw Perfected Lord Erlang, he felt this Cold-Faced Man was rather different from the description in Investiture of the Gods. That was why he had said what he did.
"Would you care to go and see, Perfected Lord?" Shen Bing asked.
Perfected Lord Erlang answered without hesitation, "Why not?"
Shen Bing said happily, "You certainly are decisive, Perfected Lord. I can't stand the Third Prince's arrogance either. However, his father, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, has currently confined him to his residence. If you go, it would be best not to let the Heavenly King find out."
"That scoundrel Li Jing only throws his weight around thanks to the Seven-Orifice Exquisite Pagoda. Without that pagoda, who does he think he is?" Perfected Lord Erlang said haughtily. "But since you put it that way, I'll simply avoid him."
Damn, his arrogance really knew no bounds.
But Shen Bing liked that. Without that arrogance, how could he goad him