"Ah! Shitang Longsi! You really never learn, have you? You've suffered at my hands a few times already, and you still dare to shout in front of me." Pei Yan said as he took a cut cigar and placed it in his mouth. After lighting it with a flick, he gently smoothed the brim of his hat and mocked, "Oh! I see, I can sense the Power of Origin in you. Impressive! Quite the nurturing you've received! Even your teacher Mu Fanchen hadn't said you'd become a Child of Origin, and you've already advanced!"
As he spoke, Pei Yan glanced past the crowd towards Mu Fanchen standing in the back row and chuckled, "Old Mu, things seem pretty rough for you! With this backstabbing wolf's temperament, aren't you afraid he'll turn on you once his strength surpasses yours?"
"To see a disciple thrive is the greatest achievement for a good master. Pei Yan, there's no need to sow discord between us! Better to focus your efforts where they are needed!" Mu Fanchen replied calmly and composed.
