Zhou Leng said, "How about letting Nandi be the leader? Her understanding of the Ancient River Ruins surpasses ours."
Zhao Nandi shook her head and said, "My combat abilities are lacking, I'm more suited as a strategist, not as a leader."
"Zhang Xinglie, you should do it. You're well-versed in both literature and martial arts, top of Yunhua's first tier, no one here can beat you, the hexagonal War God," said Zhou Leng.
Zhang Xinglie smacked his lips and said, "Honestly, back at school, I was indeed considered well-versed in both, even doing better in academics than Li Shenkong. But here in the ruins, I'm nothing. Can't speak Dwarf language, can't speak Giant language, and I can't read Divine Text either. Every time I venture out with Zhou Leng, I feel like a fool, and my self-esteem takes a severe hit."
Everyone laughed, not expecting the top student to have weaknesses too.
