He turned his head, his gaze indifferently sweeping over everyone present.
His peripheral vision unintentionally caught sight of Xu Zimei standing below, and Yan Buhui was momentarily startled.
"If you have nothing else to do, come with me," Qin Feiming said lightly.
"Where to?" Yan Buhui asked.
"To see the master. I won't go back on what I've promised," Qin Feiming replied.
"We'll talk about it later," Yan Buhui shook his head, slowly walked down from the arena, and headed straight towards Xu Zimei.
"Long time no see," he said, his gaze fixed on Xu Zimei.
He still remembered the slash from that day at Goose Southern Peak.
Back then, he had obtained the Sword God inheritance and thought highly of himself.
Yet, the other party had used merely one slash, and he still couldn't forget Xu Zimei's words filled with contempt.
"Work hard. Otherwise, you won't even qualify to chase after my shadow."
......
"Have a drink?" Xu Zimei asked with a smile.
Yan Buhui nodded.
