บท 152: Chapter 150: He's really so good, I'm crying to death

The matter of becoming the Grand Steward must be pushed back slightly, after all, I can't just throw away more than a decade's worth of foundation on a whim.

Even if I were to be the Grand Steward, I would need a few people to serve and work under me.

Thus, packing up people and matters is a time-consuming process.

Whenever Yu Xian throws out a few words, the people below scramble around.

He, on a whim, brought Chen Yi to a barren mountain.

A dense fog rose, enveloping several miles and turning it into a Fog Circle, making it impossible for outsiders to peek into what's happening inside through the mist.

Chen Yi casually floated in midair, her perilla-colored skirt fluttering, one hand rested behind her, looking serene.

"Why did you suddenly want to spar with me?"

Her voice was not loud, yet it reached Yu Xian, who was a hundred feet away.

Yu Xian calmly said, "I want to see the grace of a Genius."

He had wanted to find a partner to practice and confirm his strength level.