Apparently, he bragged to his friends, slightly distorting the facts.
Bai Xiao chose to preserve the dignity of his own instructor.
With a serious face, he proclaimed righteously, "That's exactly how it happened."
"Really?"
The black-haired youth still looked doubtful, his expression incredulous.
"Three Killing Ghosts, huh? That attack intensity doesn't seem like something a student who's still training at the training base could withstand..." He slowly shook his head as he spoke. There was no mockery, no disdain for Bai Xiao, just a plain statement, because it indeed sounded a bit far-fetched.
Bai Xiao slightly smiled, then suddenly asked.
"Senior, I wonder if you have mastered the Fist Eye Skill?"
The young man in black pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."
"Then the Fighting Hall is right ahead; we might as well have a friendly match..."
He pointed with his right hand toward the distance.
His face bore a faint smile, looking somewhat fake.
"Okay."
