"Hide?" Ye Xiu chuckled. "Two mere Great Grandmasters are hardly enough to make me hide."
Xia Dehe and the members of the Heavenly Dragon Sect exchanged glances. This doctor's bragging truly knows no bounds.
Only An Dongye, who was watching the spectacle from within the crowd, didn't think Ye Xiu was boasting. She knew just how strong he was.
"Such arrogant words. Are you Ye Xiu, the Xuanse Medicine King?" Fu Sanshan asked with a sneer.
Ye Xiu ignored him. Instead, he looked with fascination at the Bronze Sword in Chai Wenjin's hand, clicking his tongue in appreciation. "A fine sword. A truly ancient and magnificent sword!"
"Of course!" Chai Wenjin responded proudly. "This sword is named Zhan Lu. It was forged by the ancestral swordsmith Ou Yezi, who poured his heart and soul into creating it as a Divine Weapon for the Former Emperor."
Ye Xiu was taken aback. "Are you sure this sword was given to the Former Emperor by Ou Yezi?"
