Sun Yiding apologized with a smile: "Hall Master, indeed, I couldn't tell. All I know is that his lightness skill is extremely exquisite. He could change directions while leaping in the air, and his inner strength is profound. Young Master Zhao was held in his hand like a hen, and the man who travels the Rivers and Gardens was like a chick. He didn't speak, nor did he fight with me. I guessed that he was a young disciple from a big sect who came out to gain experience. He wasn't afraid of people seeing his real face but didn't want to provoke unnecessary trouble, so he masked his face."
Hall Master Zhao nodded: "What you said is the same as what I thought. His martial arts skills are so strong that he certainly doesn't fear us. Moreover, a disciple of his age with such martial arts skills must belong to a big sect. For instance, among the disciples of our Evil Tiger Group, which young disciple has such cultivation? Even you, I guess, may not be his match."
