"Senior, please go ahead."
Luo Changxi looked at Jian Haomiao with a very serious expression.
Seeing this scene, Jian Haomiao put away his frivolous look. He opened his mouth and said, "Let's talk about Bai Tianjiao first. I'm sure you know more about him than I do. Indeed, Bai Tianjiao is an out-and-out genius. In the future, when he advances to the nascent soul realm, it will be the day where he soars to the sky!
"However, even though I know all this, why do I still think that he can't beat that brat, Victor? Do you know the reason?"
"I don't know."
"I say, Guan Xing. Didn't you tell your precious disciple?"
"Not yet. Why don't you tell her, Brother Hao Miao?"
Old Man Guan Xing shook his head and smiled. He looked like he was watching a chess game, not uttering a single word.
"Alright, little girl, listen well. There are four reasons as to why I said what I said.