Fuyou was at a loss for words because Li Qiye described the battle vividly as if he was there in person. However, he knew that the guy wasn’t and didn’t see the fight.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Li Qiye seemed to be the combatant given how well he knew the moves, not Fuyou.

It took a while for Fuyou to calm down and started stuttering: “How, how do you know this?”

“It’s obvious given your condition. Just a quick deduction.” Li Qiye said.

“Deduction?” Fuyou thought that this level of deduction was above his station.

Li Qiye smiled and leisurely walked forward as if this was springtime.

“Young Master, is this curable?” Fuyou gave chase and hesitated for a moment before asking...