Even if Nie Li was intending to compete with Ye Xuan, instead of those three, that was also wishful thinking!
Nie Li scanned the crowd below with a casual smile. “This word of mine is a gift to those who’re fated with it!”
Everyone within the side chamber exchanged glances. Did Nie Li really think of himself to be a figure? Among the people gathered in this side chamber, who wasn’t a powerful genius of one of the three major sects? Who would need his guidance? The crowd was just waiting to laugh at the joke that was Nie Li.