Monarch Night

"Baiyun Martial Academy has already mobilized everyone. Recently, all fifth-year students are on leave to assist in guarding the Guardian Hall, ensuring the peace of Baiyun State."

Old Man Shen snorted, "Do you still take me for an idiot? Acting like I don’t know anything?"

"Rest assured on my side. If anyone doesn’t know, wouldn’t you know me?"

Fang Che laughed heartily, "Am I not sly?"

"Hehehe... you’re sly as heck!"

Old Man Shen asked, "You haven’t been cultivating in the Martial Academy lately, have your skills improved?"

Fang Che leaned close to Old Man Shen’s ear and whispered, "Marshal Level, Peak of First Grade. Surprised?"

"Damn, that fast..."

Old Man Shen blurted out, then put on a stern face, angrily said, "Marshal Level is nothing! More effort is needed!"

But this statement, coupled with his earlier slip, seemed somewhat amusing.