You Flatter Me

"Don't be afraid! Watch me!" That came from the mysterious Angloian grandmaster. However, then he gripped his chin and pondered for a long while before suddenly asking, "Oh right, little Yezi, what school do you study?"

Ye Qingxuan was speechless. Why did he have to call his name so intimately? Were they that close? But despite being annoyed, he replied honestly, "Abstinence, and also Illusion, Mind, and Revelations."

"Oh…oh?!" He was shocked. "Uh, you learned all that? That's great! But how come none of them are for fighting? Are you a pacifist?"

Ye Qingxuan was speechless again. "Just tell me what you need."

"Sure!" He pointed somewhere. "Later, watch my face. Once I make a gesture, take your most destructive music score and bomb in that direction, got it?"

Ye Qingxuan nodded. Then he looked up at the shadowy 'face' under the hood and almost died. "Can you show me your face first?"