The scene fell silent for a moment, countless people staring wide-eyed at what lay before them.
With all eyes upon her, Hong Xiaotian did not hesitate after hearing Xiao Yi Xian's words. He threw out his Storage Ring, suppressed his injuries, and left.
Seeing this, the Han Clan members behind them all erupted in cheers, jumping about in celebration.
Han Xue hugged her sister and said, "We won! We won! Hehe!"
Only Han Yue was not particularly happy. She did not even know why things had turned out this way.
Yet, seeing her younger sister's joyful expression, Han Yue also revealed a faint smile.
Meanwhile, Hong Chen, who was fleeing in the distance, looked at his grandfather and asked, "Grandfather, what was that about?"
Hong Xiaotian clutched his chest and said, "Try not to provoke the Han Clan in the future."
"That brat is not simple. Her background is not something we can afford to offend. Besides, during our clash, I could clearly sense that she had not used her full strength. Either way, I would have lost."
"And losing to people like them is nothing shameful!"
Hong Chen remained utterly bewildered, completely unable to understand what his grandfather meant.
Hong Xiaotian glanced at his grandson and sighed. Gazing into the sky, only he knew about those scales, those vertical pupils, and that faint yet tangible pressure.
That was the mark of an Ancient Void Dragon. Even if the master of the Wind Lightning Pavilion had come, he would have had to show them some respect.
Ancient Void Dragons were famously protective of their own. Though he did not know why they had not appeared in the world for so many years, since a dragon had now emerged, the coming days would certainly not be peaceful.
No wonder he had