Hearing this, Bai Yuan couldn't help but be surprised.
As a genius of the Xiyue Sect, Yue Xiaobai was supremely confident. It was shocking that there was someone he considered his better.
After all, thirty years ago, those two would have been about the same age as Yue Xiaobai was now.
Bai Yuan's expression turned solemn. "I will be careful."
But Yue Xiaobai changed his tune. "Then again, you don't have to be. You're a monster yourself."
"Thanks for the compliment."
A fighting spirit ignited in Bai Yuan's heart.
After so many years of cultivating the Martial Dao, he was finally qualified to fight the most brilliant geniuses in the world. How could he not be proud of that?
Just when everyone thought Bai Yuan would enter seclusion to prepare for the battle, the man himself acted as if nothing was wrong, still leaving early and returning late each day—even more frequently than before.
This attracted countless Jianghu People in the city to watch.
