Shuan Chu forced an awkward smile and said, "This Li Yun certainly knows how to conceal his true strength. But he still has not met a genuine expert from the Hidden Dragon Ranking. If he faces one of them, hiding his strength will only make him die faster."
Qin Ling gave no direct response.
Outwardly, she remained indifferent. Inwardly, however, she did not agree.
Battle awareness was not useful only in direct combat. It was also invaluable in judging the strength of an opponent. Perhaps Li Yun's combat sense had already told him that he was capable of contending with Xin Lu.
That thought quietly surfaced in Qin Ling's mind.
At the opposite pavilion, tea dripped slowly through Xin Lu's fingers. His crushed cup had already turned to powder in his hand, yet his face remained expressionless.
Then his gaze shifted toward Qin Ling in the main pavilion.
Several breaths passed.
Xin Lu still did not move.
