"Master Shi, it's truly a revelation to see you after just three days."
Ai Yingjie looked at Shi Xiaole, unable to express his astonishment and admiration.
Throughout his life, he had met many people, but nobody gave him as deep an impression as Shi Xiaole. Most people progress by years, but this young man seems to do so by months, or even days.
It's unbelievable.
"Perhaps one day, he will make a name for himself in the Flying Horse Dynasty."
Involuntarily, Ai Yingjie envisioned a possibility, his heart full of anticipation.
"You flatter me, Elder, I'm just fortunate," Shi Xiaole modestly replied. He then turned to gaze at the figure on the bridge, saying, "Elder, isn't that elder from Ai Family trapped within an array on the bridge? Things don't look good."