After listening, a look of pity appeared on Chen Yu Yan's elegant face. She said, "Then, Fellow Daoist Wang, this trial... doesn't this mean you've wasted your chance for nothing?"
Wang Xingzhi pondered for a moment before saying, "I have other plans this time."
Chen Yu Yan smiled and didn't press the matter.
Fang Cheng glanced at Wang Xingzhi, having a faint idea of what he was thinking.
This man was a bastard son of a prominent family with average talent, so he wasn't valued by his clan. This time, he was being used as a tool to obstruct other Cultivators in front of the Trial Stele.
'If I were in his shoes,' Fang Cheng thought, 'I would definitely seize this opportunity to go all out in "obstructing" the other Cultivators, making a dazzling display to attract the attention of the Wang Family's upper echelons. I'd see if I could change my status and become one of the Wang Family's core disciples...'
