Zhou Heng originally thought that Qi Yuan was some idle scion of a wealthy family, throwing money around to achieve a top-three ranking.
But based on that one sentence from his opponent, he knew that this young man might indulge in revelry, but absolutely wasn't just a wastrel—he was someone of extraordinary intelligence!
"Please sit!" Qi Yuan gestured with his hand, and there was also a chair opposite him.
"Thanks!" Zhou Heng sat down without hesitation, observing Qi Yuan with great interest.
"Brother Zhou, I'm not inclined towards men!" Qi Yuan seemed a bit overwhelmed by Zhou Heng's gaze, and quickly raised his hand to speak.
"Nor am I!" Zhou Heng laughed, "I'm just trying to remember Brother Qi clearly, so as not to forget in the future!" This person reminded him of Fang Heqing from the Mortal Realm, whose strength wasn't very strong, but whose intelligence was high and personality was wonderfully charismatic, rallying many "experts" stronger than himself around him.
