Upon hearing Liu Su's words, Zhao Zhen sincerely said:
"Junior Sister He, you are naturally gifted, yet you shouldn't be so arrogantly lazy. As we are about to become opponents, you should remain vigilant."
He wore a black robe, with long whiskers on his chin and temples, resembling a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, speaking in an old-fashioned, leisurely manner.
Liu Su disliked this kind of person the most, impatiently saying:
"Who do you think you are, acting like you know me so well? Ridiculous!"
Zhao Zhen remained serious, cupping his hands in greeting, "Junior Sister He's words are misguided. If you know yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle. I have studied and assessed every participant in this Outer Sect competition, and my assessment of Junior Sister He consists of the eight characters I mentioned earlier."
Liu Su looked at him in disbelief, had this person actually researched all his opponents in detail?
