Ten days later, inside the secret realm, Elven Courtyard.
Mu Yuan, Liu Miu Miu, Jiang Luo Xing, and the other lords were taking advantage of this place to gather, exchange information, and discuss matters of global importance.
"What's going on with this year's Dragon Court Competition? How did the preliminaries end up throwing us new lords in?"
Jiang Luo Xing scratched his scalp, putting on a troubled expression.
His humblebrag earned angry glares from everyone around him.
The lords who had obtained this secret realm's key and entered this little circle were all outstanding among their peers. Every one of them had ranked on the Golden List back then.
Yet even Yu Siyu, the Mist Rain Lord, who had ranked thirty-sixth on the Golden List, had failed to obtain entry into the Dragon Court Competition preliminaries.
If even she had been left out, the newer lords ranked below her had even less hope.
This was an immense honor!
It was recognition from the bigshots!
If they performed excellently at the time, they might even win the favor and investment of certain bigshots. What a rare opportunity that would be.
Yet Jiang Luo Xing actually dared to complain about it? He was really putting on airs!
Jiang Luo Xing gave an awkward laugh.
He had indeed been humblebragging a little, but his troubles were genuine as well.
"Don't you all think about it? Once we new lords enter, will we really have any chance to perform? Won't we just get beaten up by all sides and embarrass ourselves?"
He could have refused, and he had even considered doing so.
But after thinking it over, he abandoned the idea.
A true man had to face challenges head-on. His decision had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that refusing would get his