So Jing Yan and Yu Tianqing were also on this flying boat.
"Jing Yan, Tianqing." Zhao Xing appeared in the reception room, and after nearly three hundred years apart, the three finally met in the fourth round.
"Old buddy, your Beihai Star System is pretty miserable, huh? The public area is so small, you can't even fit a butt on it." Jing Yan sat down and immediately started complaining.
"That's enough of you." Zhao Xing said irritably, "Big attitude for someone with little skill."
Only nine people from the Beihai Star System made it in, how big of a space do you need?
"True enough... glug, glug, glug~~" Jing Yan took a gulp from the wine jug, "Ha~ It's really not easy, I barely made it through the third round hanging by a thread, probably won't make it past the last round."
"Old Yu with a ranking over five hundred, truly defying the heavens!"
"Who could've imagined you'd almost rot in a cell back then."
Yu Tianqing merely smiled and took a small sip.
