'Requesting support...'
Zhu Junfeng's plea for help arrived through his Divine Soul, causing Ji Qinghui to raise an eyebrow as a flicker of amusement crossed his eyes.
His original plan was to watch the tigers fight from a safe distance. He'd even hoped the Void Moon Sect would suffer a major defeat at Zhong Ming's hands. That would have allowed him to maintain a perfect balance between the two.
But that entire plan hinged on Zhong Ming being loyal to him. Only then could he have securely played the role of referee, watching the two tigers tear each other apart.
But now, the situation had deviated far from his expectations. Zhong Ming was a supporter of Ji Qingyue! In that case, the more Zhong Ming won, the more Ji Qingyue's reputation and influence would grow—a development he was not at all pleased to see.
'I can stop him, but I can't be the only one putting in the effort.'
