"Elder Fu..."
Fang Jiange's heart skipped a beat, stunned by Fu Shang's arrogance.
Even someone as proud as him had never seen anyone like Fu Shang.
One man against the world?
The elders and disciples of Sword Gate erupted in an uproar. Their previous worry instantly turned into shock.
Amid their shock was also a trace of suspicion.
But upon thinking it over, they recalled that the letter of challenge seemed to mention only Fu Shang himself, without including Sword Gate or the human race.
The reason everyone had assumed Sword Gate and the human race were declaring war on the Xiaomang Divine Clan was simply because no one could imagine that Fu Shang's letter of challenge represented only himself.
Fu Shang paid no heed to their shock and doubts. After withdrawing his gaze, he took a step forward.
He stepped onto the back of the majestic lion lying across the clouds. With a light urging motion, it rose into the sky.
"Senior Brother Fu Shang..."
Zhong Yue could not help stepping out from the crowd.
"Zhongshan Clan, are you going to watch the battle?"
The aged Feng Shang looked at Zhong Yue and smiled faintly. "As it happens, I am going as well. I shall take you with me."
As he spoke, the old man tapped his foot, and an auspicious cloud rose beneath him, carrying both him and Zhong Yue as it chased after Fu Shang, who rode the savage lion.
"Gate Master, wait."
At that moment, Fang Jiange came back to his senses and was about to follow, but Shui Zi'an stopped him.
"With the Gate Master away, we must guard the mountain gate."
Shui Zi'an looked at Feng Shang's receding back and blocked Fang Jiange and the others.
"Elder, at such a critical moment, no one