Beihan Lie stood there quietly, then nodded.
"In the future, do not provoke Yan Xiaobao," Beihan Feng said softly. "His past attitude doesn't matter. As of now, he has earned the respect of the North Bank. Additionally, you can learn from his way of doing things. He knows what to say and how to say it. Understands when to advance and when to retreat. Does not get lost in his imagination. He is not enticed by wealth. Persistent, very persistent. This guy... is terrifying."
Beihan Feng was not the only one who held such thoughts. Among the over two thousand Inner Sect Disciples defeated by Yan Xiaobao, most were thinking the same thing.
Sometimes, Yan Xiaobao was a smooth operator. The North Shore had taken the initiative to challenge him to battle, but he didn't push matters too far. It was a decision he made for the benefit of the North Shore, and it also allowed him to leave a bit of face for the more than two thousand disciples he hadn't beaten.
