"Heh heh." "Heh heh."
Chen Ranfeng laughed softly twice, then said slowly, "Gu Qianhu, in fact, these days in the Pingyang Martial World, all major forces appreciate you. With your talent, among the young generation in Pingyang, no one can compare to you. Had you been born in one of the native factions, you'd have brought another hundred years of glory to that sect, perhaps even rise higher."
Gu Zhan took a sip of tea and said, "I am well aware."
Chen Ranfeng continued, "It's just a pity you chose the wrong master. So many chances to pick, yet you followed the Sixth Young Master. That move was a huge mistake and dragged you into the abyss."
After he finished, Chen Ranfeng sighed, speaking softly, "This Embroidered Uniform Guard is causing trouble for over two months, time to end this farce. Gu Qianhu, one must keep awe in his heart when mixing in the Martial World. When picking a backer, you must choose one that's reliable to hold up your recklessness."
