Chi Yan smiled as he raised his sword and put it back on the holder, turning around as he started walking.
"Are we done? I can still hold on…" Bai Yunxian was surprised as he asked the guy, who seemed to have come clean.
There was not a sweat bid formed in his forehead, Chi Yan looked like a normal person who was sitting beside a lotus pond and relaxing.
So much for a swordsmanship instructor, while Bai Yunxian was sweating profusely as if he's been thrown into a pond and got all jabbed like a fussy cat.
'This is the power difference for us…' Bai Yunxian thought as he stared at the relaxed fox demon.
"You can hold on, but I can't. I don't want to get beaten up for forcing you to threshold by a certain someone." Chi Yan replied in a nonchalant voice as he cleaned the jar of water dry.
"...", Bai Yunxian turned silent at the mention of a certain someone.
Obviously, he knew who Chi Yan was talking about, but he didn't have the courage or will to ask him back.
