Why does Li Zhentong feel like Tang Rao is the most aggrieved person here?
"Tang Rao, why are those four looking for you? You need to be careful, those old sly foxes are not easy to deal with."
Li Zhentong sincerely advised Tang Rao.
Tang Rao knew Li Zhentong made sense, but since the old fellows were coming, he couldn't just kick them out, could he?
"I'll be careful. They are middle-stage gods, I'm early-stage. At worst, I'll suffer a bit at their hands, but if they want to kill me, that's hardly possible."
Tang Rao was full of confidence in his abilities.
"Why is it not possible? Wait, did you say you're a middle-stage god now?"
Li Zhentong was so focused on Tang Rao winning the competition that he didn't notice Tang Rao's strength had advanced another step.
"Yeah, after the competition, I had nothing to do, so I sat on the bench for a while and just leveled up. I'm still a bit dumbfounded."
