Ten Prodigies Clash, the Bright King Closes His Eyes, Apes Cry and Elephants Trample!

The competition had not yet begun, but countless viewers had already gathered in official livestreams around the world.

The Phoenix Nest VIP lounge.

Today, the lounge was filled with dignitaries from every country. Not one was absent.

As the host, Zhao Yingchun sat at the front.

Beside him sat a cool-looking female cultivator. Her gauzy emerald robes could not conceal her shapely figure.

Ao Shuang had also been invited to watch today's matches in person.

Just then, a deliberately hearty laugh came from beside her. "Good morning, ma'am. Senior Zhao, may I ask who this is...?"

Plance greeted the newly arrived beauty first, then walked over with a smile to question Zhao Yingchun.

"Plance."

Zhao Yingchun nodded with a smile and rose to welcome him, but said nothing in answer to his question.

He could not tell Plance. He wanted Plance to "guess."

With Plance's intelligence and his country's powerful intelligence network, he would surely be able to make an educated guess about Ao Shuang's identity.

That was, of course, one reason Zhao Yingchun had invited her today.

Things unfolded just as Zhao Yingchun expected.

After shaking Ao Shuang's hand, Plance felt a flicker of surprise. He swiftly suppressed it, and his expression returned to normal.

He had noticed... something "different" about her.

"It is rather impolite to keep holding a lady's hand," Zhao Yingchun reminded him with a smile.

"My apologies. I was distracted."

Plance nodded and released her hand without a change in expression. He gave Ao Shuang a friendly smile, then returned to his seat.

Once seated, he gradually lowered his head, but a keen light flashed in his eyes.

Taking into account the intelligence America had gathered earlier, along with the unusual treasures Great Chu had put forward for this tournament...

A bold suspicion began to