"Good spirit, but I'm not sure where this confidence comes from?"
"Maybe it's from the person just now?"
A sudden conversation by a man and a woman reached Third Master's ears, and in an instant, he sprang up as if his buttocks were on fire.
"Who's there?"
He looked around, searching for a trace.
However, the hall was empty. Where was anyone?
Just as he thought he was hallucinating, he felt a tightness on his shoulder, followed by several acupoints on his back being sealed. He stood rigid on the spot, unable to move.
Only then did he hear someone behind him say: "The martial arts are merely low class."
"Such a person is just like a blade in the palm of your hand, no wonder that person said he wasn't the only choice. If he were the only choice, wouldn't that make everyone else look too incompetent?"
Third Master heard this and felt that the woman's voice sounded kind of familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
