Qin Yuan did not withdraw the Spirit Rings beneath his feet as he walked into the Great Soul Arena.
The guards of the Great Soul Arena did not dare stop him. After all, Qin Yuan's Spirit Ring configuration was unprecedented, including two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, and his reputation was far too formidable. Who would dare offend him before figuring out what was going on?
Feng Xiaotian and the others watched the scene in silence.
"Captain, are we going back to the academy?" Yao Zi could not help asking.
Feng Xiaotian thought for a moment, then said, "We don't know whether the Elephant Armor Sect has any other tricks prepared against us. The academy is outside the city, after all, and leaving now could be dangerous. We should rest at a nearby teahouse and wait for Teacher Qin to return to the academy with us."
What they had just experienced had been like dancing on the edge of a blade. As their captain, Feng Xiaotian naturally could not let his teammates fall into danger again.
Inside a private room at the Great Soul Arena.
Huyan Li lay on the sofa, in an excellent mood.
With those Soul King desperadoes making their move, Zhao Xiaohui was certain to face more peril than hope.
Besides, Zhao Xiaohui was only a commoner. Even if the Golden Saber Shop stood up for her and caught Chen Dong and the others, Huyan Li was not afraid of them turning around and accusing him. He was confident he had left no loose ends.
Did they think they could accuse him on a desperado's word alone? Nothing under heaven was that simple.
Of course, the Elephant Armor Sect truly was ill-suited to stabbing people in the back. Its disciples were all burly brutes; confronting people