Han Xuhan's question cut through the commotion raised by Chen Yan's self-report, like a hook piercing into flesh, causing an eruption of fresh blood, which in this case, was a wave of suspicion directed towards Chen Yan and his restrained spiritual aura.
The Elders on their raised seats exchanged sharp looks, the older disciples around the arena grew alarmed, and the younger disciples and sect servants were left confused.
Xuanyuan Zhou's eyes grew bright as she analyzed the sudden turn of events.
"I get it now! Chen Yan volunteered to provide that report with at least two goals in mind.
Firstly, he was hoping to distract and intimidate Han Xuhan. By naming those two Mystic Arts that almost no junior disciple can access, achieving the higher ground from a psychological perspective is quite easy!"
She pointed at Mu Ran and Xiao Wu, who were listening with slack jaws.
