It was common knowledge in Xuan Yue City that Su Ye was a good-for-nothing. Her cultivation was low, and she only ever used her innate Divine Power to cause trouble.
But the person from just now clearly had a cultivation at the Third Tier. Moreover, he had no idea what method that man had used to instantly numb his leg, as if crippling it.
Such a cunning technique wasn't something the Su Ye he knew of could pull off.
Father Yang stared at his son. After a long moment, he let out a cold snort.
"Go and find out who that young man is. He seems to be about your age; see if he's studying at Qinghuang Academy.
If you can, it would be a good thing to befriend him."
Yang Xuan lowered his head in assent.
"I will remember."
As his voice fell, they quickly left the bamboo grove.
Meanwhile, Su Ye remained where she was, looking at Fei Chen.
Fei Chen smiled and cupped his fists.
"Young City Lord."
