While Song Changsheng was being overwhelmed on one side, He Tang's Guardian was suffering in silence on the other. His cultivation was two Small Realms higher than Zhuang Yuechan's. Logically speaking, shouldn't dealing with her have been child's play?
But theory and reality were two different things. Zhuang Yuechan's status was special, so he didn't dare go for the kill. On top of that, he was injured and couldn't unleash his full strength. As a result, he found himself completely overwhelmed by her instead.
Fortunately, He Tang seemed to have gained the upper hand, which brought the Guardian a sliver of comfort.
"Song Changsheng, aren't you supposed to be so capable? Aren't you famous throughout the Southwest? Is this all you've got?
The Song Clan is just a washed-up family without even a single Purple Mansion Stage expert. What right do you have to attend the Pill Tasting Conference? What gives you the right to stand on equal footing with me?"
