"Fu, is there something you need?"
The young man, Wu Yin, asked the old man with a calm expression as he casually grabbed some clothes hanging on the wall and slipped them on.
"Young Master, you asked me to keep an eye on the Martial Arts Arenas. There's been a development. A rather impressive Martial Artist has emerged. He's currently on a nine-match winning streak. I thought you might be interested..."
Fu then told Wu Yin about Zhao Xuanqi's recent victories and other related intelligence.
"A nine-match winning streak, and he even defeated two Five Qi Tongxuan Martial Artists? Hmm. 'Guo Dongchang of the Black Death Sect... his strength is only average, but his Secret Transmission is nothing to scoff at. Anyone who can beat him within a few minutes must have some real skill.'"
A look of interest appeared in Wu Yin's eyes as he listened to Fu's report.
