Black Cloud Faction

"Wah! Zhufeng, don't you think that's a little too much? How could you make such a claim?" Liu Chen said.

Hu Ben nodded and said, "Yeah! You shouldn't be cocksure like that! Or you'll get beaten up!"

Ning Yuchen did not believe Chen Xiaobei either. "There's someone in the 8th Regiment who can drink better than Hu Ben. If you match with him, I'm afraid you'll be vanquished!"

Chen Xiaobei merely shrugged at the comments and said nothing to defend himself.

He was no longer that youth who was eager to win a fight. He no longer felt the need to convince everyone that he was right. Whether he was received with praise or skepticism, he would just laugh it off and not take anything to heart.

Because he understood that no one else knew him better than himself.

On his chest was the Cleansing Bodhi from Duobao Rulai. It was releasing its Special Abilities on him.

Purify, preventing the invasion of dust or poison. Everything cleansed.