With a stem in his mouth, Xi Shen was leaning against a tree under the shade. The sun was in full swing sending its dreaded heat down in waves, but the sign of the weather becoming more rainy due to the end of the year was getting more obvious. Dark clouds could be seen forming in the sky.
While looking up at the sky, Xi Shen moved the stem to a corner of his lips and asked, “Yang Su, Fei Yin, do you think I’m too arrogant?”
“Thud!”
Yang Su swung his training sword against Fei Yin’s own before he turned to Xi Shen and said, “No Master I don’t think you are.”
Fei Yin nodded his head in agreement and reiterated, “I don’t think young master is as well.”