Zhang Ling'Er slumped back onto the stone bench in a daze, her pretty face flushing red then turning pale.
She had just boasted to her elder brother that crushing Chu Fan would be as easy as squashing an ant. But in the blink of an eye, the very "ants" she had sent were easily dealt with by him!
This was like having her face shoved in the dirt!
She simply couldn't fathom how some kid from a small place like Cyan Yang City, someone only at the Spirit Awakening Realm, could be so powerful.
"I don't believe it! He must have used some despicable trick, or had an expert helping him in secret!" Zhang Ling'Er ground her teeth, defiantly making excuses.
Zhang Tianyu, who had been watching coldly from the side, now narrowed his eyes, a barely perceptible glint flashing in their depths.
He paid no mind to his sister's loss of composure. Instead, he slowly rose to his feet and brushed some non-existent dust from his robes. He gave Zhang Ling'Er a meaningful look, then shook his head.
