Leaving aside how Bai Yanqiu's heart was tangled like a ball of hemp, and how she secretly regretted not meeting this Mocu Palace disciple of the Incense-Passing Cult first, Zhang Xiaohua carried the Blunt Copper Rod to the edge of the arena, flashed onto the platform, cupped his hands, and said with a grin, "This senior brother looks like a Shuiyunjian disciple. This little brother arrived late and just heard Senior Brother issue a challenge. Hehe, my hands started itching, and I wanted to take this chance to exchange pointers with Senior Brother. What do you think?"
"Oh, right. I have yet to ask Senior Brother's esteemed name."
"This..." After Zhang Xiaohua took up his words, Chen Yang had been regretting things just as much as his Sect Leader Bai. Why had he spouted such pointless grand words? Great, now he had really drawn someone up here. Although this disciple who had come up looked utterly ordinary and was extremely young, so his martial arts might not be that impressive, this was still an unexpected hitch! He had originally completed the task his sect leader assigned him perfectly. All he had needed to do was slap his backside and jump down from the arena. Why had he needed to run his mouth?
Still, Chen Yang had long since made up his mind. He cupped his hands and said, "This junior brother, I am Chen Yang of Shuiyunjian. May I ask Junior Brother's name?"
Zhang Xiaohua curled his lip. "Has Senior Brother Chen never seen me before?"
Chen Yang frowned, looked around, and shook his head. "Forgive my poor eyesight, but I truly have not."
"Hehe, fair enough. Since you have not seen me, then you have not seen me. I am Ren Xiaoyao, a Protector disciple of the Incense-Passing Cult!"