Li Jueyin chimed in first, "Zhang Xunyi isn't happy with you! He wants to challenge you!"
"Oh~"
Yu Fei feigned surprise, then drew Name-Sever from the void, creating a shower of sparks.
He pointed the longsword straight at Zhang Xunyi and said with a serious expression,
"Bring it!"
"I won't!"
Zhang Xunyi hastily hopped off Li Jueyin's longspear. He clasped his hands behind his back and angled his head forty-five degrees away, pointedly refusing to look at Yu Fei.
"I'm not an idiot. But after we both become Martial Saints, I'll definitely have a bout with you!"
"Pfft~"
The group sneered, but Zhang Xunyi paid them no mind.
After two years together on the battlefield, their bond was quite strong.
After the playful banter, Yu Fei got down to business.
"What are your plans now?"
Zhang Nianwei was the first to speak. "We're about to return to school. There probably won't be any combat missions for the next month! But you—why did you show up so suddenly?"
