"So? You are a Yuanjing-trained young master, you might be a better swordsman than I," Wuyi said.
Guan shook his head. "No, it's not about being a swordsman, it's about the power. He is a Qi master. And I feel you are stronger, so most probably your cultivation is higher. I stood no chance."
Wuyi shrugged. "Fine. The way you fought the demonics, I think you are a great warrior."
"That Li Xian imagines himself to be the very best warrior in all of the empire and continent," Guan said.
"Really?" Wuyi said. "How very dangerous."
Guan snorted. "You find that amusing."
"I have a serious side, you know," Wuyi said.
"I never thought I'd be able to chuckle while I told this. He was in Qi armour—I was not." Guan sighed
Wuyi nodded. "He would be, being a foreigner. I have heard some of them don't hold the same noble traditions. They take themselves very seriously."
