"Haha, just as expected! Chief Qin of the Tingchao Sword Sect really has challenged the Sixth Prince!"
"Wonderful! We finally get to see the Sixth Prince's prowess. This trip to the Heavenly Pride Assembly was well worth it!"
"They say His Highness the Sixth Prince broke through to the Dividing Soul Stage years ago. Chief Qin of the Tingchao Sword Sect has also reached the Dividing Soul Stage, judging by what he showed in his ten consecutive victories. Maybe he really can fight the Sixth Prince!"
"Exactly! I can't wait to see..."
The crowd rubbed their hands together and chatted excitedly.
At that moment, a young man with sharp brows and bright eyes, and a hint of roguish charm about him, slowly rose from the VIP platform.
He glanced at Qin Wuyi on the arena and smiled. "Very well! Since you wish to challenge This Prince, This Prince will grant your wish!"
In the next instant, he leaped straight onto the arena.
In a corner of the venue, Ning Wangshu and Han Ying stood among the crowd. He narrowed his eyes as he watched the Sixth Prince step onto the arena, a cold glint flashing in his gaze.
Normally, people needed to buy tickets to enter the venue.
But Ning Wangshu could bring Han Ying in without anyone noticing.
"So you're the one who destroyed the Han family and dug up Tingting and Old Man Han's graves! Good. Very good!"
Ning Wangshu sneered inwardly, a faint trace of murderous intent and killing aura rising within him.
Still, he didn't hurry to act. Instead, he quietly watched the match between the Sixth Prince of the Taihua Dynasty and Qin Wuyi, the chief disciple of the Tingchao Sword Sect.
Beside him, Han Ying couldn't help looking up at Ning Wangshu. She asked