"Shen Haoran?" Tian Ruyi walked up to Shen Haoran and asked coolly, her tone betraying no emotion.
"I doubt anyone else in Central City would dare call themselves Shen Haoran," Shen Haoran said casually with a shrug.
"You certainly have guts. But without strength to back it up, you're just a fool trying to impress people—all brawn and no brains," Tian Ruyi remarked indifferently upon hearing Shen Haoran's admission.
Shen Haoran simply maintained his smile at her words, not bothering to refute them. 'I know my own strength best; I don't need anyone to remind me. But I don't think I have any history with this Tian Ruyi, do I? Why does it feel like she's constantly targeting me?' Shen Haoran was a little confused.
"Sister Ruyi, Brother Shen is actually very strong!" Wu Daotian quickly spoke up for Shen Haoran. He and Tian Ruyi were old acquaintances, which explained his more familiar form of address.
