Yang Zhongyi couldn't help but sigh when he saw Yan Xing's expression.
He had a bad impression of Yan Xing, but he couldn't help but sympathize with the latter.
142nd place. It didn't take a genius to know how humiliating this was to Yan Xing, who had always thought highly of himself!
Thinking about how Yan Xing had come to rope Lin Shen in before the examination and wanted to recruit the latter as a follower, Yang Zhongyi felt fate could be such a strange thing.
"That's why people can't always put themselves in a high position. Otherwise, they might fall very badly one day."
"What are you mumbling about?" Su Nian turned around and asked in confusion.
"Nothing." Yang Zhongyi shrugged and turned his attention back to the water screen. "How many people are left in the fog formation?"
"Just four. Zhao Xueying, Xue Feng, Chong Yanhe… and Lin Shen!"
