No one noticed the small covert gestures between Xiang Yang and Ning Ke, because everyone had focused their attention on Qi Hanjang and Huang Shaoxiong.
Neither of them had been considered a strong contender for the Divine Constable position, but nothing was absolute. Whether they had concealed their strength or held trump cards in reserve was unknown, so they were both worth watching.
Moreover, as Celestial Realm experts, they should never be underestimated in any era or any region.
"Chief Constable Xiang, your martial arts are exceptional and your eye is keen. Which of these two do you favor?"
On Heaven's Punishment Platform, Qi Hanjang and Huang Shaoxiong stood several zhang apart, facing one another with grave stillness. Both searched for the other's flaws and weaknesses, yet neither struck first.
Having spent this time together, they had each gained some understanding of the other. Precisely because they understood one another, neither rashly assumed he would certainly win—or certainly lose.
Given the chance, everyone wanted to gamble on it. Greater caution was the beginning of success.
Xiang Yang crossed his arms over his chest and stood straight. A young man suddenly approached from behind the two of them on the viewing platform not far from Ning Ke, strolling leisurely toward Xiang Yang before speaking in a mild tone, like a cup of plain water.
Plain brows, plain lips, unremarkable eyes, an ordinary nose bridge—he was a young man of truly average appearance and utterly mediocre bearing.
Yet with the three-foot treasured sword still sheathed in his hand, he gained a touch of chivalrous spirit. He looked fairly gallant, rather than truly falling into the ranks of the mediocre.
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Li Xian, and I come from Prince Liang's Estate. If nothing unexpected happens, this contest