Before Pi Hou could finish, Du Gang spoke in his rumbling voice. "Yun Feng's greatest advantage was being a Ranked Martial Artist. Now that entering the ranks is no longer a requirement, that advantage has vanished.
"Besides, he's only been in the Demon Hunting Team for a few days and hasn't earned a scrap of merit. What qualifies him to compete with Boss?"
Pi Hou shook his head. "You'd best offer fewer opinions on things that require brains."
Du Gang was clearly unconvinced. "Boss asked me to speak."
Pi Hou rolled his eyes at Du Gang and continued, "I've seen Yun Feng from a distance a few times and formed a preliminary judgment. He isn't someone who keeps a low profile.
"Yet he became one of the Stronghold's handful of Ranked Martial Artists without revealing it until the Demon Hunting Team Assessment.
"That can only mean he has grand ambitions."
Approval showed in Chen Shi'an's eyes. He nodded. "What else?"
Greatly encouraged, Pi Hou noticeably raised his voice. "Although the Yun Family runs a blacksmith shop, their circumstances are only somewhat better than those of ordinary Stronghold residents.
"Without substantial financial backing, becoming a Ranked Martial Artist is extremely difficult, even with an ancestral cultivation method.
"With the Yun Family Blacksmith Shop's finances, they probably couldn't afford a Marrow-Washing Pill.
"I can vaguely see Tu Gou's shadow in Yun Feng.
"There's very likely someone backing him."
Du Gang blinked. "The Yun Family had Ranked Martial Artists among their ancestors and was once wealthy. It's entirely possible they left behind a Marrow-Washing Pill or two."
Pi Hou replied, "That was ages ago. If they had any Marrow-Washing Pills, Yun Feng's elders would have used them long ago. How could they have lasted until now?"
Du Gang added, "That's not certain either.