Dongfang Wuya watched Zuo An with cold eyes. Under his scrutiny, Zuo An showed no hint of unease and spoke in a low voice, "We also need to choose an elder to lead the team. Wuya, who do you think we should select?"
With one glance, Dongfang Wuya saw through the game Zuo An was playing. Even though he knew it was a trap set by Zuo An, he had to walk into it, simply because he couldn't rest easy allowing Shen Qinghe to be alone with Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen.
He sneered with a curl of his lip, "Who do you think is best suited to lead?"
Zuo An responded with a smile that reached his eyes, "If we're judging by appearance, you're the most handsome. If we're talking about cultivation base, you're the deepest. If you were to lead, our Sky Pole Sect wouldn't even need to participate in the competition; we'd outshine the other Immortal Sects right away."
Dongfang Wuya's deep, peach blossom eyes half-closed, "You have quite the scheme up your sleeve."