"But, Junior Brother Wang Tong, you came back so late this time. I almost thought you didn't want to participate in the Three Sects Competition." Zhao Ming poured a cup of spirit wine, took a sip, and said casually.
"How could that be? Sect Leader, you always know me well. How could I miss the Three Sects Competition, and haven't I already been pre-determined for the Core Formation Early Stage slot?" Wang Tong glanced at Zhao Ming with an expression as if the Sect Leader was joking and said indifferently.
"Who said it was pre-determined for you?" Zhao Ming glanced at Wang Tong and said.
"Hmm?... Oh, Junior Brother Yu Ming or Junior Sister Yu Yi, are they going to compete this time? Then Sect Leader, just let them challenge me. I'll accept them all!" Wang Tong looked at Zhao Ming in confusion, was momentarily stunned, then immediately reacted, and said with a smile.
He was always quite clear about the abilities of Yu Ming and Yu Yi.
Not as good as himself.
