Changsun Che walked over, patted Pei Ye on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Greetings, Schoolmate Pei. It's our first meeting, I'm Changsun Che."
This gesture wasn't forceful, but Pei Ye felt inexplicably uneasy. He stood up, cupped his fists, and smiled, "Greetings, Mr. Changsun. Your sword and arrow skills earlier were truly captivating. I am Pei Ye."
"Not at all, still far from the sacred sword of Mr. Pei. When you have time, please teach me more," Changsun Che said with a smile, sizing him up. "Is Mr. Pei participating in the Feather Scale Test?"
Changsun Jue, standing nearby, said, "Schoolmate Pei indeed has, he is seventh on the Fu List."
Changsun Che raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised, and took a good look at the young man in front of him. He had rushed back to Shengjing just last night and wasn't quite up-to-date with the news. He cupped his fists and asked, "Mr. Pei, are you... Yunlang?"
