"Hmm, not very appealing."
Yang Guang still hadn't snapped back to reality, maintaining his dazed state, and murmured foolishly.
Li Xiaobai sighed internally, pitying the city lord. Recent events were just too overwhelming and had dealt a heavy blow to him.
"The decision to locate the Fire Qilin competition's battlefield in the borderlands was jointly made by Fire Qilin Cave and Central Province. We have no choice but to accept it and prepare early for the arrival of the Saint Heirs."
"It's just uncertain which battlefield these Saint Heirs will choose. These tender little grasses, living on the Mainland, treat the borderlands as their playground."
Cold light flickered in Song Que's eyes. To him, the Fire Qilin rivalry was merely a squabble among the younger generation, a struggle for the resources of the Fire Qilin Cave, yet now they intended to make a spectacle of it in the borderlands, a blatant insult to the borderlands' dignity.