Inside a tavern in the southern part of Five Immortal Island, three spirited young men sat around a table, drinking and chatting. One was exceptionally rugged in appearance, another had a somewhat delicate, handsome face and looked rather effeminate, while the last radiated an icy chill from his entire body.
The food before them was equally distinctive. Before the rugged man sat a huge basin of fragrant beast meat; before the effeminate youth were several plates of brightly colored fruit; as for the youth radiating cold, the meal he had ordered was just like him, without the slightest trace of warmth.
Though the three youths appeared utterly different in temperament, they were chatting and laughing together. Suddenly, a talisman light flew in through the window and landed in the rugged man's hand, bringing a flicker of astonishment to his eyes.
"Little Leopard was actually knocked off the Five Immortal Arena?"
The effeminate youth raised his brows and glanced at the other two without speaking. The youth wreathed in cold, however, abruptly lifted his head. "No way?"
"I was waiting until he became the champion of the second or third arena so I could go kick him off his turf, drive him down from the stage, and show off a little!"
"Not only was he driven off the stage, he was nearly killed. He forcibly owed the other man a favor—and a life!" the rugged man said.
At that, the effeminate youth's eyes snapped open, cold light shooting from them. "That powerful? Could it be someone from the Mo Clan, or one of those people mixed up with the Tong Clan?"
The rugged man gave a bitter smile. "Neither. It was an unknown little fellow named Di Kuohai, and he's only at the Spirit-Connecting Realm Second Level."
Now Huang Dong, the