Yu Qianji?
Old Fish Head?
His teacher seemed to know him well.
Otherwise, he could not have identified the man's lingering force at a glance.
Wei Sheng was just about to answer when Fang Heting suddenly looked up and asked, "You went to Lost Soul Bay last night?"
Wei Sheng nodded.
"Then the mysterious expert who attacked Chu Dongjiao, gravely wounded Gu Diao, and stole the Fish King last night was you?!"
Fang Heting stared intently at Wei Sheng, without the slightest pressure in his gaze, only anticipation.
"How did you know, Teacher?"
Wei Sheng was startled. Had the news already spread this fast?
"Your fifth senior sister just came by and told me about it. She belongs to the Commerce Alliance, so she's fairly well informed...
"That mysterious expert could blast Chu Dongjiao apart with a single punch. His strength had to be at least at the Seventh Refinement Peak, so it couldn't have been Yu Qianji. He would also disdain fighting those juniors. So... you've cultivated the Flesh Body Palace?!"
By the end, the anticipation in Fang Heting's eyes had grown even stronger.
Wei Sheng opened his mouth.
He found that around these old monsters, he truly had no secrets at all.
All he had done was take out some fish. Before he had said anything, Old Fang had already guessed most of it.
"I was only watching the show last night..."
"Were you?"
Before Wei Sheng could finish, a voice seemed to come from somewhere far away, yet also rang beside his ear, booming like thunder.
Wei Sheng abruptly looked up and discovered, to his horror, that the Listening Crane Pavilion seemed to have vanished. He stood amid gray mist, with the enormous silhouette of a black crane in the distance, radiating an incomparably savage aura.
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