Wen Ting stared at Fang Lang.
He kept staring silently.
'He almost killed the examiner? Did I hear that right?
'Why do you have such a pitiful look on your face?
'You're the one who almost killed him! Where is all this self-pity coming from?'
"What exactly happened there?" Wen Ting interrogated, furrowing his brows.
A situation like that should not have occurred in a practical assessment. The fact that Fang Lang almost killed the examiner must have meant there was real friction between the two.
More importantly, the examiner was a third-class cultivator. How did a boy who just became a sword master almost pummel him to death?
Fang Lang took some time to manage his emotions, then narrated what had occurred in the combat hall in detail.
The moment Fang Lang mentioned the examiner was a foreign soldier from Asi Luoshan's army, Wen Ting's expression changed drastically.
"Li Puyi!" Wen Ting exclaimed.