Meng Qi was furious. He wanted to pull off his sock and stuff it into his junior brother's mouth. What kind of thing was that to say? Did he even know how to talk, Ni?
Your senior brother's good looks are already famous across the heavens and myriad worlds, all right? Who could possibly be more handsome than me?
Smack!
Meng Qi smacked Zhen Hui on the head and said sternly, "Take me to Master. Now!"
"Oh!"
Clutching his bald head, Zhen Hui answered glumly, then led Meng Qi to their master, Xuan Bei.
There was a spring in Zhen Hui's step. He almost seemed to float, and his happiness was plain to see. Watching him from behind, Meng Qi's stern face broke into a smile.
Junior brother... Meng Qi sighed softly to himself.
But Meng Qi did not know that while he watched Zhen Hui, someone behind him was watching him.
It was a dark figure. Only its eyes shone as it stared at Meng Qi's back, both filled with murderous intent.
Today, the future Primordial Heavenly Venerable will fall! the dark figure thought, then suddenly vanished.
"Who's there?"
Meng Qi whipped around, but no one stood behind him. His heart sank. His senses could not have been wrong!
Someone really had been watching him just now!
Why would an expert of that caliber target me at this point? Meng Qi wondered. Is it a change caused by my rise to first place on the Human Ranking?
He followed Zhen Hui onward, deep in thought.
Meng Qi met his master Xuan Bei, heard from him once again that Xuan Bei was his uncle, received his Seven Truth Scripture, and explained the matter of Shaolin's Yijin Scripture.
Yet when he mentioned the Yijin Scripture, Meng Qi felt that gaze again.