The young practitioner glanced around anxiously, his face pale. Seeing that no one had noticed them, he finally sighed in relief.
Yang Zhen watched the departing carriage with interest, "Such wealth."
"More than just wealth!" The young practitioner glanced at Yang Zhen, "You must be from out of town. Are you here for the Three Kingdoms trial or for Changyue Tower's guest selection?"
Before Yang Zhen could answer, the young practitioner continued, "Never mind, it must be fate that our paths crossed. Regardless of whether you are a disciple from the Great Sect participating in the Three Kingdoms trial or are here to try your luck at Changyue Tower, you should keep a low profile and especially avoid offending the man we just encountered."
"Thank you for the advice," Yang Zhen replied, raising his hand reassuringly, "I am very modest. I never behave arrogantly and I do not offend people recklessly." He then asked, "May I know your name and who that man was?"
