It had to be said.
Xiao Tian's status in the Chen Family was truly, unimaginably high. The place he resided was a tier above even that of an Elder.
The two sat in a Water Pavilion.
Xiao Tian gazed coolly at the young man before him. The look of admiration he'd had earlier was gone, replaced by a simple desire to get rid of him as quickly as possible.
"That day, at the entrance of the Martial Refining Pavilion, I saw you manipulating flames. I was too far away to see clearly. Could you show me again?"
"Oh."
Chen Han nodded.
He casually opened his palm, and with almost no warning, a cluster of scarlet flame the size of a candle-flicker danced to life.
At the sight of this...
Xiao Tian's pupils contracted sharply.
