Mr. Yan Xiao, the Championship Is Yours!

Because he had a guilty conscience, Xiao Yan did not dare linger on the subject. Just as he was about to change the topic, an aged laugh drifted over from the nearby passageway.

"Ha ha, Fa Ma, at your age, you still came to watch a contest between youngsters?"

Hearing the laughter, everyone turned around. When they saw the white-haired old man in a simple hemp robe, their expressions changed in surprise. They secretly wondered what sort of wind had blown today for even this old monster to come out in broad daylight.

The newcomer was the Jia Ma Empire's strongest expert on the surface—the royal family's Guardian, Jia Xing Tian.

Two women followed behind him. The younger one was the royal family's little princess, Yao Yue. She wore a light-blue alchemist robe that had clearly been specially tailored. Fine brocade threads at the wide cuffs were woven into lotus patterns, lending her an air of elegance. Yet those who knew her personality understood that beneath her quiet appearance was a mischievous little devil.

Beside the little princess stood a tall woman dressed in luxurious brocade robes. Her face bore some resemblance to Princess Yao Yue's, but she possessed a cool, glamorous beauty. Beneath that aloofness was also a commanding aura cultivated by the royal family.

Compared to the petite and adorable little princess, this woman exuded the mature charm of cold beauty from head to toe. Every glance from her lovely eyes seemed naturally seductive.

"Ha ha, aren't you here too, old fellow? As I recall, you never liked attending occasions like this!"

President Fa Ma greeted Jia Xing Tian with considerable ease.

"Greetings, Jia Lao!"

The others stepped forward and paid their respects with great reverence.

Jia Xing Tian nodded slightly in response, then laughed at Fa Ma.