"You also went there, why didn't you join us?" Qin Liuyuan asked in confusion.
"I left earlier, with the martial artists from the Capital City!" Chen Shouyi showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, and continued, "I had some luck and killed an injured demigod, which might have drawn the attention of the higher-ups."
Qin Liuyuan picked up his teacup, took half a sip, and suddenly sprayed it out.
Chen Shouyi reacted quickly, in a flash, his will intensified, and all the water droplets bypassed him, flew past, leaving him spotless and dry.
Qin Liuyuan was momentarily taken aback, not paying attention to this anomaly, and said with disbelief:
"A demigod... you killed a demigod."
"It was an injured demigod," Chen Shouyi humbly emphasized.
"Was it the demigod in Qujiang City that you killed?" Qin Liuyuan continued to ask.
