"When have I ever joked?" Elder Yon said calmly, "Moreover, even if this price is paid, do you know what Zhao Funí said? She said that our Xuanshi Divine Pavilion still made a big profit. I say all this just to tell you, this boy might be beyond your imagination. I let him come to eliminate red, let him do it alone. This is just the simplest task. If he can't even do that, then he'll just die on Ghost Red Mountain, and it'll merely mean Zhao Funí misjudged."
Ling Tuanzhi nodded heavily.
He understood.
"What was the score for eliminating red back then?" Elder Yon asked again.
"487." Ling Tuanzhi hesitated for a moment and then spoke. He remembered this number too well. Because this score was created by someone else at the time, and back then, he was eliminating red alongside him. Ling Tuanzhi achieved a score of 139, which was a very good score. Unfortunately, encountering 487, it stole all the attention and glory.
