Zhao Qiu stared at Zane in disbelief for several moments of awkward silence. All the while the foreigner who had just confessed to being an absurd level to Sixty-Five attracted attention from all who had heard his boastful claims.
That is until the local woman broke out into laughter, making a joke at Zane's expense, clearly not believing the claims he had made just now.
"Oh, I see. I had assumed you were fluent, but clearly you have a problem when it comes to numbers. It's okay, Mandarin is not the easiest language to learn. I'm sure with a few more years of practice you will be able to speak like a local!"
Zane simply rolled his eyes before speaking in perfect mandarin, reiterating his words. Clearly not the least bit pleased by the woman's refusal to believe him.
"I made no error. I am level 65. That's a six and a five. You understand? My companions here are level 50, level 60, and within the 25+ range altogether."