Xuan fell silent for a few moments, processing all that Huizhen had just said.
So he wants me to be a punching bag, but he's also setting the reward quite high, Xuan thought as his brows began to twitch.
Reward...
"From your tone, I take it you don't believe I can do this. Is that right?" Xuan asked, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
"That's right. You come across like one of those snot-nosed young masters from the Lower Heavens. They talk a big game, but when it comes down to it, they are always the weakest link," Huizhen replied without holding anything back.
"And I believe you're the weakest link. Sure, you can do some fancy techniques, but being flashy and being efficient are two different categories. If you want to be flashy, I can take you up to the Lower Heavens and sign you up for a brothel gig, so what do you say?"
"What are you even talking about?" Xuan said with a roll of his eyes. "I get it, you don't believe in me. But what do you say we make a bet?"
