The words of Jianfeng made Zhang Yiran raise his eyebrows slightly, feeling somewhat displeased.
After all, he was just nineteen, full of youthful vigor, and yearned for the life of the Guard, naturally making him a bit rebellious.
"How am I not qualified? I've not only inherited our Zhang family's art of divination but also practiced martial arts to strengthen my body. It's not easy for three or five ordinary people to be my match; how am I not qualified?" Zhang Yiran snorted coldly.
Divination has its advantages, but also disadvantages.
The advantage is that you can perceive the mysteries of heaven and know everything; the disadvantage is that those who practice divination are inevitably physically weak, unable to practice martial arts, and can only train to strengthen their bodies.
