Charlies eyes were fixed onto Fang Xingjian's, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking a amidst his ice-cold eyes.
Fang Xingjian appeared as if he did not mind at all as he merely closed his eyes and continued with his sword arts cultivation.
"Good, good, good." Charlie took a long look at him, and at the next moment, he became decrepit, saying, "You're truly deserving of the title of the super genius that is hard to come by in a hundred years. Whether it is your talent, courage, or mentality, they are all much stronger than the average person. It's no wonder that the First Prince values you so much."
His level was at the second transition, and if given the option, he would be able to kill Fang Xingjian within a few minutes at most. However, he was forced to bow down to the other party.
"Save your crap. Bring out your bargaining chips."
Charlie let out a bitter laugh, taking out half a manual and chucked it to Fang Xingjian.
