Ye Jun knew provoking a Soul Tempering Realm Cultivator was a very bad choice. Especially in the way he was doing, but what could he do? He just wanted to grow stronger fast without arousing suspicion.
Making enemies around was the best way for that. His reputation would take a dive down, but he couldn't care less about it.
"Your rank is 406th, right?" Zhuxin asked, so he nodded. "Good. Meet me in the Falcon Fields if you aren't a coward."
"Sure. See you there," Ye Jun smiled, having finally accomplished his goal. "Also, if you can, please bring your sister. She can cheer for me."
Zhuxin almost unsheathed his sword, but forced himself to calm down and then stormed out. He swore to make Ye Jun pay for everything he did.
After he left, Third Seat came to him while others cleaned the mess, "Why are you doing this?"
"What do you mean?" Ye Jun feigned innocence.
