"I said, kiddo, stop using your pitifully limited experience to guess at someone's true strength! My skill with the flying knife has long surpassed anything you youngsters could ever imagine."
Ye Xuan spoke with the air of a reclusive expert, his tone far from humble, leaving the impression that he lacked any modesty.
"Old man, talk is cheap. If you're so great, let's see some proof! Since you claim to be so amazing, why don't you show off your flying knife skills and give us juniors something to marvel at?"
Zhou Zihao clearly didn't buy Ye Xuan's claims, as he sneered and taunted.
"Fine! If you want to compete, then let's do it! But if you lose, just get lost and stop bothering us," Ye Xuan replied indifferently.
"Deal," Zhou Zihao quickly agreed, afraid Ye Xuan might back out.
He didn't believe for a second that he could lose to Ye Xuan, especially to an old man who was all talk!
