As the host of this Martial Arts Tournament, the Green Sword Sect was naturally the local powerhouse in Guiyang. Finding out where Fang Zheng was staying was effortless, so once he learned which inn Fang Zheng was lodged in, the white-robed martial artist braced himself and went to knock on his door.
"What are you here for?"
Looking at the white-robed martial artist before him, Fang Zheng was clearly somewhat puzzled. He did not think the man had come to cause him trouble, nor did he seem to be here to settle scores afterward. Well, this was interesting.
"Young Master Fang, my master has invited you to attend the Bamboo Forest Lake Gathering..."
"Your master?"
Hearing the white-robed martial artist speak, Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow.
Could it be like in Wuxia novels, where the younger one lost out and the older one came to reclaim face?
"Young Master Fang, you misunderstand."
Seeing Fang Zheng's expression, the white-robed martial artist's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly waved his hands.
"We are not here to cause you trouble. My master is Li Tianming, the head of the Green Sword Sect. You should know that we will be holding the Martial Arts Tournament here soon. The Bamboo Forest Lake Gathering is a gathering my master has arranged for promising young heroes to come together and discuss matters of the martial world..."
"Oh, I see..."
After hearing the white-robed martial artist explain the situation, Fang Zheng nodded. He took the invitation and frowned slightly.
"Great Hero Li invited me? I do not seem to have had any dealings with him."
"Well, actually, it was Miss Fan..."
"Miss Fan?"
"Miss Fan is a guest who recently came to visit my master. Of course, she herself is not particularly well-known in the martial world..."