Li Xian was not trying to bolster someone else's prestige while undermining his own.
Don't forget, the first person Li Chen had frightened when he revealed his Saint Realm strength was Li Xian.
And when Li Chen defeated Heaven-Topping High Person, one of the finest in the Saint Realm, Li Xian had been there too.
No one understood how terrifying Li Chen's strength was better than Li Xian.
But admitting that would mean showing weakness to Chet, making Chet think he had little ability. Wouldn't that put him at a disadvantage in their future cooperation, as though he were clinging to Chet's coattails?
As the saying went: when you're out making your way in the world, your status is whatever you claim it is.
Li Xian sighed and said, "Precisely because Li Chen never brings guards and always travels alone, he's extremely cautious. I have no information on his movements, so I can't arrange an operation."
That was acting. Every gesture and detail was perfectly executed, and Chet could see nothing amiss.
After all, throughout their journey, Li Xian had done an excellent job packaging himself as a member of a mysterious hidden sect, surrounded by powerful experts and commanding numerous subordinates.
Chet had "seen these things with his own eyes," so naturally, he believed Li Xian was powerful and simply lacked an opportunity.
To change the subject, Li Xian adopted a thoughtful air and asked, "What are your plans now? Are you returning to the Eternal Day Empire or staying here?"
Chet swirled his wineglass, his expression gloomy. "I heard the Pope has already dispatched the Judgment Knights to drag me back. This time, even my old friends in the Holy See can't help. I'd better lie low for a while."
He looked up at Li Xian and continued,