Shen Yunjiao momentarily forgot about the Spiritual Food Banquet before her. Her eyes, filled with scrutiny and doubt, were fixed on Zhao Zuo's face. She had always considered the man before her to be intelligent—someone who understood trade-offs and knew when to advance or retreat. To her surprise, however, he didn't seem to be listening to her advice at all.
"Arrogant?"
On the other hand, Zhao Zuo knew Shen Yunjiao meant well, but he didn't know how to prove he was qualified to aim for Perfect Foundation Establishment. 'I can't just come out and admit I have a cheat, can I?'
"You haven't listened to my advice," Shen Yunjiao said with conviction. She pointed with her chopsticks at the Spirit Dove in front of her, most of which was already gone, signaling for Zhao Zuo not to be polite and to eat some as well.
Zhao Zuo gave a slightly awkward smile. "I'm confident I can achieve Perfect Foundation Establishment."
