Sansan's Loss of Composure-An Extra Chapter for Gold Alliance Leader wise Hai Chen, 23/24

The people in the Heavenly Capital Guardian Hall saw that even the hall master had been rebuffed and no longer tried to persuade him. One after another, they withdrew sheepishly.

They all felt as though they had shamelessly pressed their old faces against a cold buttock. The discomfort was indescribable.

The moment they went out, they eagerly began complaining.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's really got no manners."

"Does he really think he's number one under heaven... just a minor Venerable-grade..."

"He only killed a few people in the southeast, and now he thinks he's above it all?"

"Maybe he knows he'll lose tomorrow, so he's in a bad mood."

"With that bird-brained attitude, losing would serve him right."

"...We're all going tomorrow. I want to see how that bastard gets beaten on the arena until he cries for his father and mother. Damn it, he's infuriating..."

"I've never seen anyone like him. He doesn't understand even the slightest bit of human relationships and worldly wisdom..."

The Heavenly Capital City was one of the Guardian Continent's top five great cities, located in an absolutely prosperous inland region. How could the hall masters serving in the Guardian Hall here be ordinary people? Every one of them had held high office for years, ordering others around and wielding immense authority.

When had they ever suffered such humiliation? Besides, Fang Che was merely a Life and Death Patrol officer from the Southeast Headquarters. This place belonged to the central region. How dare a Life and Death Patrol officer from some remote corner come to the heartland and throw his weight around? He must be dreaming!

Everyone was indignant as they discussed matters while walking away.

Fang Che sat cross-legged in his room and adjusted his condition.

Along the way, Sun Wutian's special training