Are we going to compare hidden weapons now?
Seeing Ye Weiming getting ready as if itching to try, both the landscape painter and the foodie felt a sense of helplessness.
So, Brother Ye, are you planning to stomp all over our sect leader's pride today, not stopping until you've trampled it completely?
Facing Ye Weiming's challenge, though, Bai Zizai seemed much more optimistic than the landscape painter and the foodie.
Even though he had woefully lost to Ye Weiming at his best skill, swordsmanship—three moves and already wounded—it was a miserable defeat.
But he still wouldn't accept it!
He couldn't believe that he would be worse at everything than this smelly brat who was still wet behind the ears.
Hidden weapons—Bai Zizai had practiced those, too.
So Mr. Prestige also followed Ye Weiming's example and stepped on a blue stone brick, breaking it, and imitating Ye Weiming, he grabbed a few of the scattered fragments in his hand.