Upon seeing Ye Qingchen's surprised expression, Li Zongrui finally found a reason to mock him. A sense of pride in his worldly knowledge welled up, and he spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Qingchen, are you shocked by your first visit to the capital? This city is more than a thousand times larger than your Qingyun Town. You'd better stick close to us later. It would be a real hassle if you got lost!"
Ye Qingchen was not angered by Li Zongrui's sarcasm. Instead, he nodded, cupped his hands respectfully, and said, "Then I thank the Young Sect Master for the reminder. I will be mindful."
Li Zongrui felt as if he had punched a wad of cotton. The mocking words he had prepared caught in his throat, and his face flushed red.
But clearly, Ye Qingchen was not one to take a loss lying down. He continued, "The Young Sect Master's wealth of experience and vast acquaintance with people are truly admirable."
