Luo Qi looked at Ou Cheng's wickedly handsome face and really couldn't quite describe his feeling; after all, in terms of appearance, his buddy might have the slight edge. But when it came to age, it seemed he really couldn't compete with the other, isn't there a saying that every three years marks a generation gap? That would make nine years exactly three gaps—quite a chasm indeed!
Moreover, even if it came down to martial skills, Ou Cheng seemed to be almost on par with Ling Xi. During their last sparring session, although Ou Cheng appeared to have lost to Ling Xi on the surface, Luo Qi felt that there shouldn't be much difference in their abilities.
So, after a round of testing each other, he truly felt, it wasn't that he didn't stand by his friend, but rather, the opponent seemed indeed to be a notch above!
