At the same time, Chen Shi'an could not help wondering: Tian Wenguang suddenly wants to back me. What is he up to now?
Ever since the Blackwater Ridge incident, Chen Shi'an had grown even warier of Tian Wenguang.
Previously, when Chen Shi'an went to No. 18 East Street, Tian Wenguang had given him a fist technique called Three Yang Collapse, but had also made it clear that Chen Shi'an was too weak to merit his notice.
Now that Chen Shi'an had entered the ranks of the Martial Dao, was he worthy of his notice?
As countless thoughts raced through Chen Shi'an's mind, Qianshan Xue asked quietly, "Did Ye Xicheng ask you to stay behind just now because he wanted to win you over?"
Chen Shi'an put on a surprised expression. "Sister Qian, you really can divine everything. You even guessed that?"
Qianshan Xue smiled faintly. "There was no need to guess. Without Fu Qingyang backing him, Ye Xicheng is isolated and weak. Now that you've entered the ranks of the Martial Dao, you were naturally his first choice to win over."
At this point, she asked softly, "How did you answer him?"
Chen Shi'an snorted softly. "That father-and-son pair, Fu Qingyang and Ye Xicheng, are vicious schemers. The moment I joined the Demon Hunting Team, they wanted to use the Mad Flame Saber Technique to harm me.
"Not throwing stones at them while they're down was already more than generous of me. Why would I ever board that wreck of a ship?"
The corners of Qianshan Xue's lips lifted slightly. "At least you've got some discernment."
Chen Shi'an lowered his voice. "Sister Qian, I heard you also took part in the fighting when the people from Hundred Miasma Forest stormed Windrise Martial Academy. Can you tell me what exactly happened?"