"The first round was merely a warm-up," you're called Ren Feifan, right? You're the disciple of that loser? Interesting, very interesting... Then, next round, I'll make you cry!"
Ren Feifan naturally felt the killing intent emanating from seat number one. Just as he was about to look over, he noticed Qu Zhonghe's eyes intently staring at him.
"I hear you're Ying's disciple? Not bad at all, Ying has taken on a good disciple this time."
Ren Feifan hadn't quite grasped the reference to 'Ying' at first; it took him a while to realize that the Ascetic Ying must be the 'Ying' Old Qu referred to.
He nodded faintly and didn't say much else.
Just then, something unexpected happened for Ren Feifan; a message was sent telepathically to his ear.
"Ren Feifan! Do not reveal the Spiritual Fire in your Dantian any longer or if someone with ill intent discovers it, your Spiritual Fire will only harm you! You will end up like me!"