Even though Leng Chan’er’s clear and mellow voice was low, it entered completely into the ears of everyone present in the hall. Especially when they understood the meaning behind these words, all of them revealed strange expressions.

“Haha, interesting. She’s forcing Chen Xi to retreat in the face of difficulties.”

“Actually, Princess Leng Chan’er is right. Chen Xi’s identity is really too inferior to Qing Xiuyi. Moreover, he has an opponent like Bing Shitian who’s a Heavenly Immortal, so he entirely has no hope. If I was him, then no matter how unwilling I was, I would think for my life and surely withdraw resolutely.”

“Alas, love really does people great harm. I wonder what sort of choice Chen Xi will make in the end. Will he go against Bing Shitian to the bitter end? Or will he retreat in the face of difficulties?”

“Fight until the bitter end? Hmph! That’s like throwing an egg against a rock, an overestimation of his ability!”

Some people in the hall took pleasure in Chen Xi’s misfortune, some shook their heads and sighed, some laughed with ridicule, and so on and so forth. All in all, practically no one looked favorably upon Chen Xi.

After all, no matter if it was Qing Xiuyi or Bing Shitian, their identities, status, and strength… everything was much greater than Chen Xi, and the gap between them was so huge that...