Qian Sanjiang pondered, how to report to the Sect Hierarch,
"Sect Hierarch, this lad has clearly grasped the Blood Spirit Seven Swords, and his lethal power is sufficient. To achieve this in such a short time, if the Sect Hierarch knows, he should be very pleased..."
Qian Sanjiang was thinking about how to use this point concerning Fang Che to give himself a sound pat on the back.
In the workplace, one needs to grasp opportunities without losing face.
After all, there are quite a few elders there.
...
Fang Che sat in the carriage, eyes closed, restoring his spirit.
Yet his mind was weighing the martial artists who had 'coincidentally' stopped by this place to watch the conflict.
"Wei Zihao is the most suspicious, but surely he's not alone. That rather thin one standing far away, Qing Ziyue, also seems suspicious."
