The clamor in the plaza continued, but the emperor had already turned and left under the escort of those four Title Douluo.
He did not return along the red carpet. Instead, he descended the steps directly from the side of the arena and headed back through an inconspicuous passage beneath the imperial city walls. The four elders followed behind him in neat strides. Their footsteps sounded briefly at the entrance to the passage before being blocked by the walls.
When Ma Xiaotao walked down from the arena, her pace was slightly faster than when she had gone up.
Her gaze swept over Star Luo's rest area before returning. Nothing extra could be seen in her expression, but the line of her lips was tighter than usual.
When she stopped at the front row of Shrek's rest area, she did not sit down. Instead, she stood with her back to the arena, as though waiting for something.
Wang Yan had already come over. When he was still two steps away from her, he spoke in a voice low enough for only the two of them to hear. "Xiaotao, what do you think of that princess?"
Ma Xiaotao did not turn around. "I can't gauge her depth. She's far from simple. I originally wanted to assess her cultivation through her physical strength during the lot drawing, but she never moved from beginning to end, nor did she show any sign of circulating Soul Power. There was no way to judge."
Wang Yan said nothing, but his brows furrowed.
Huo Yuhao walked over from the back row and stopped not far from them before adding, "I tried using Spiritual Probe, but she should be carrying something on her. When my Spiritual Power landed on her, it was blocked. I couldn't sense her Soul