After the team disbanded, Zhou Ye still looked like he had just survived a great calamity.
"Oh my God, this time I didn't even know who the other party was... it was absolutely terrifying!"
Brother Bi, picking at his teeth, said grumpily, "Come on, let go of me already."
He patted Zhou Ye's hands that were clutching the hem of his clothes: "Aren't you fine? What's there to panic about?"
"Shoot, Brother Bi you have the nerve to say that, weren't you the first one to run?"
"Nonsense, should I have just stood there waiting to die?" Brother Bi looked down on him, "Didn't I say before the fight that I would run?"
Zhou Ye was at a loss for words and changed the subject: "Where's Jinye?"
"Gone to cultivate."
"Huh?"
Zhou Ye was stunned.
Brother Bi immediately teased, "Little Zhou, that attitude of yours isn't going to cut it. Just look at Jinye, he's unharmed and even more diligent in his training."
Zhou Ye's mouth fell open.
"This kid's a freak, who can compare to him!"
"Heh."
