"I heard that disciple from the Divine Weapon Tomb wanted to fight that mysterious disciple from the Red Heart Sect. It's a shame that person didn't show up. Otherwise, they wouldn't be acting so arrogantly."
"Come on, I doubt it would've made a difference even if he'd come. It's all just empty hype. Didn't you see how much they hyped up those other disciples from the various sects before?"
"That's true..."
"..."
All sorts of discussions spread among the Martial Artists and common folk of the South Mansion.
「The next day at noon.」
"Damn it!"
On Changyuan Street, He Xijun heard the rumors circulating and was so indignant that she wolfed down three large bowls of rice just to calm down.
