Tang Nazhi felt depressed. He was even more depressed than anyone else.
As he looked at his irritating friends who had a curious expression on their faces, he could only sigh and answer, "If I said that I had a fight with someone else and the winner drew a huge turtle on Shen Jiayi's face, but I had lost, would you believe me?"
The trio looked at each other in dismay.
Even though they often teased each other, they were well aware of Tang Nazhi's strength. No swordsman in their academy could defeat him, and there were also no more than a few from the same age group throughout the Longxuan Empire who could have stood against Tang Nazhi!
"Which deity have you provoked again?" Qi Xia said with a smile.
Tang Nazhi glanced at him and whispered," Erm… if I say that the person who fought with me might very well be Xiaoxiao, would you believe me?"
His friends looked at him in shock the moment he said that.
