Dawn broke.
The South Mountain Clan's Holy Son of the Northern Region, Zhou Han, left Moon Peak Pavilion and returned to the inn with the many martial artists of the South Mountain Clan.
"What a bunch of bastards!" Zhou Han flew into a rage in front of everyone as soon as he returned. "Who would have thought those three from the Eastern Region wouldn't come!"
"Damn it!"
"Absolutely damn it!"
Zhou Han roared again and again.
He had thought that if those three Eastern Region martial artists came to accept his challenge today, he would surely defeat them and continue carrying out the Northern Region's plan.
But he had never expected... after he issued his challenge, those three Golden Martial Warriors acted as if they had not heard him at all, completely ignoring them.
Within the South Mountain Clan's residence, the South Mountain Clan's elders and numerous disciples gathered together once more and began discussing their countermeasures.
After roaring several times, Zhou Han asked the elder, "Elder, those three cowards have gone into hiding. What do we do now?"
"We can stir up public opinion in the Imperial Capital, saying that the three of them were afraid and didn't dare come. Then we can start our plan again."
"Will that work?"
Zhou Han brought up the idea again, despite the fact that the three Golden Martial Warriors from the Eastern Region had not come to accept the challenge.
But the South Mountain Clan could still create public opinion in the Imperial Capital, making the Imperial Capital's martial artists and those of the Eastern Region believe... that the three Golden Martial Warriors had been frightened by Zhou Han and therefore did not dare come.
The bald man leading the South Mountain Clan shook his head. "It won't mean much. Public pressure