"Young Master Su, you..." Gao Yi felt somewhat frustrated. He genuinely wanted to befriend Su Chen and hoped to do him a favor, but Su Chen was...
Too proud.
Proud to an indescribable extent.
Like a steel needle, refusing even the slightest bend.
That one!
The one with an extremely exaggerated purity of the Chaotic Ancestral Dragon Bloodline! And the Old Ancestors' closed-door disciple!
Father mentioned that his future aims to be one of the top Sons of the Emperor of this era in the Imperial Academy, an unbelievably terrifying and shocking evaluation.
Although he had hardly seen him, based on Gao Yi's estimations and his father's words, that one's current strength must be frighteningly powerful.
Su Chen really doesn't need to clash with that one, it's too dangerous. Besides, even if Su Chen wins, behind that one stands the Old Ancestors of the Gao Family. No matter how one calculates, clashing with that one is a disadvantage and dangerous.
