"Why? You seem to be hesitating." Xin Zhong's smile evaporated as he frowned at Chen Fan.
He planned to use this high school student merely as an instrument to humiliate the Third Lord, but never did he expect the boy to speak up before so many influential and powerful people.
"What do you think, Master Wu?" Feeling slightly uneasy, Xin Zhong asked the white-haired old man under his breath.
Master Wu glanced at Chen Fan and shook his head in disdain.
"He is just a boy, who doesn't even measure up to that Qi fellow. He wouldn't recognize anything even if a real Dharma Artifact were right in front of his eyes."
