"If you participate in the Competition of the Four Paths, it would be same as you obtaining the winning title. I wonder how many people's hope would be diminished."
Dong Fang Bi sighed softly, his old face was looking pitiful, as if he felt sorry for all the competitors who were entering the competition.
This was something everyone could predict. If Ling Xian wasn't there, the competition would be a fight between tigers and dragons. But with him there, there would be no cliff hanger and nothing unexpected would happen.
What could he do? He was just that insane. He was so young yet his craftsmanship skills were extremely profound and was already somewhat greater than grandmasters!
"You are joking with me, Elder Dong Fang."
Ling Xian softly chuckled, "I am similar in age as those people and we are all new to this field. What makes you say it so sternly that I would get the winning title?"
"You are the one who is joking."