Emperor Amethyst Constellation.

Qin Wentian approached the platform, inclining his head and gazing at Qiu Mo in the spectator’s stand. A hint of sarcasm could be seen on his face.

When he arrived, he’d coincidentally heard Yu Xuan’s words. Although he wasn’t acquainted with Yu Xuan, he wouldn’t have specially felt goodwill because of the words she’d said. However, Qiu Mo’s reply made him extremely dissatisfied.

Yu Xuan said that he’d stepped onto the 6th level of the Astral River Hall. Regardless of whether or not this was true or false, didn’t this matter have nothing to do with Qiu Mo? What right did Qiu Mo have to berate others? Not only that, but Qiu Mo’s rebuttal was extremely strong, obviously showing that he had a bone to pick with Qin Wentian.

Upon noticing Qin Wentian, Qiu Mo frowned, and coldly continued, “Don’t tell me you’ve really stepped onto the 6th level? Even if you had, I’m still your senior. You’d better show some respect when talking to me.”