"The Eastern Ocean man has made his move. That swordsmanship is truly formidable..."
"Get ready. Once the Eastern Ocean man wins, it'll be our turn to take the stage..."
"Heh heh, very soon, we'll see a fine head go flying..."
Ever since the Eastern Island Sword Saint had stepped across the water and onto the shore, the people of the Chu Family and Liu Family had revealed nearly imperceptible smiles in their eyes as they conversed in low voices.
Of course, on the surface, they still had to put on grave expressions. Anyone who could sit in their positions, regardless of their true temperament, was the finest of actors.
They couldn't exactly be grinning from ear to ear while the Celestial Empire was about to lose. What if someone photographed them? It would be detrimental to the bigger picture.
Yet inwardly, they were truly on the verge of laughing aloud. Especially when they saw the Eastern Island Sword Saint unleash Grandmaster-level swordsmanship, it was as though they had already seen a fine head fly into the air. Then it would be their turn to turn the tide, drive back the Eastern Ocean men, and become the Celestial Empire's last light!
Then, filled with delight, they really did get their wish and see a head fly up.
But...
It was the Eastern Island Sword Saint's.
The air by the lakeshore suddenly fell into dead silence.
No one spoke.
On the Painted Pleasure Boat, the grave expressions on those renowned masters' faces had not even had time to fade before freezing there.
This was far too absurd, far too dramatic...
When the Eastern Island Sword Saint had appeared, he had seemed so powerful and composed. He had arrived over ten minutes late, looking as though he did not take the sword duel