"Indeed, fear."
Wan Yuze looked at Zhong Lin with a hint of jealousy, not out of envy for his aptitude, but for his background.
The Sword Pavilion Disciples are few, only four in total, but quality matters more than quantity. One Sect, Two Kings; aside from the Supreme Leader, no one in the entire Sect dares to provoke them.
As long as Zhong Lin and Chi Zhonglin don't commit any atrocious deeds, everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, even in the entire Eastern Desolate, would give them face, even Sealing King Strong People.
"Though I wasn't overly anxious during these days, I am worried that Brother Tu might come looking for trouble one day," Wan Yuze said with a bitter smile.
"Brother Wan is overthinking," Zhong Lin replied.
The Outer Sect competition didn't cause any loss to him. Although Zhong Lin didn't have a good impression of this Brother Wan, he wasn't about to run to authority figures. He was confident that it wouldn't be long before he surpassed him.
