It was not only his own belief, but also a tacit acknowledgment within the circle that Qin Qinglong was the strongest among the younger generation in the Secular World of Yan Country, the foremost figure, the peerless talent of his time.
Yet, he was suddenly informed that Xu Fan was even more of a monster than he, and by a wide margin at that.
For a moment, Qin Qinglong experienced such a psychological gap that he was completely unable to accept it.
"Qinglong, calm your mind!"
Suddenly, Zhu Yangyuan, who had been silent until now, spoke out.
His voice was hoarse, yet it carried an enigmatic power.
Qin Qinglong's anger immediately diminished, his mind calmed down, and his eyes became clear and bright.
"Yes, Master."
Qin Qinglong took a deep breath and then turned around to pay respectful homage to Zhu Yangyuan.
Zhu Yangyuan nodded slightly and then closed his eyes to meditate once more.