"Let Yan Chuan—"
Ni Mengtong's face was stern, just about to tell Yan Chuan to shut up and strip him of the right to explain.
At this moment.
Only Yan Chuan's voice was heard from the arena—
"Brother Fu, don't be anxious. There are places in your swordsmanship that can be improved. Let me finish talking to Brother Wang first, then I'll discuss the sword later."
"If you agree, just give me a nod."
Yan Chuan was quite 'disciplined', remembering Fu Yunzhan before intervening to 'pull the bias'!
"First instruct Wang Zhengyi, then instruct Fu Yunzhan?"
Ni Mengtong halted.
She frowned slightly, unable to figure out what Yan Chuan was trying to do.
But then she saw Fu Yunzhan's sword like flowing water, the sword light flickering, seemingly nodding and letting out a 'squeak'—
"Did that mean he agreed?"
Sima Feng couldn't help but smile, waving his hand at Dai Xinxiu: "Fu Yunzhan has already agreed, Elder Dai, let's not rush to protest, let's see."
