บท 160: Chapter 72: Unsheathing the Longsword (2/2)

Although he regretted it, he couldn't bring himself to act against the young man's interests at this point. He suppressed his turbulent emotions deep inside, his face revealing nothing.

On the stage, the young man, seeing the crowd's emotions stirred, pursed his lips and suppressed the rising arc of his smile. He clasped his hands together, turned around, and called out to the stage:

"Master Chang, please come down for a meeting..."

At this time, having defeated many skilled opponents in front of the audience, he felt somewhat elated even though he knew deep down it wasn't genuine. To save face, he forcefully gathered his inner strength and called out loudly, which was quite extraordinary. However, his palms trembled slightly as he clasped them, revealing the so-called 'prestige', which also put considerable pressure on his cultivation.

As his voice faded, a long laugh followed:

"How can I refuse Brother Zhao's invitation?"