Of course, Lin Feng, far away in Ancient Saint City, naturally knew nothing of the conversation between Gu Xun'er and Ling Ying.
After resting through the night, he slowly opened his eyes as warm sunlight streamed through the window into the quiet room.
Lin Feng then rose from the bed and stretched.
After washing up, he pushed open the door. After calling for the Ancient Dragon Clan expert, the two left the place and headed for the open grounds ahead.
By now, the enormous manor had long been filled with countless experts from all directions.
Not only were these experts powerful themselves, but they also had considerable forces backing them.
Thus, when these figures gathered together, the atmosphere naturally became quite lively.
Of course, that liveliness referred to the arena specifically set aside for matches.
After all, many of these factions had long been at odds with one another.
Now that they had encountered such an excellent opportunity, some factions that believed they held an advantage naturally wanted to defeat their old rivals in public and make them lose face.
As Lin Feng and his companion strolled leisurely through the manor and reached the activity grounds in its front half,
they saw a massive stone platform not far from the manor gates.
At that moment, Dou Qi surged violently atop the stone platform as two figures clashed like lightning.
The thrilling fight drew wave after wave of cheers from the surrounding crowd.
Seeing the two Peak Dou Zong youths locked in an evenly matched battle atop the stone platform, Lin Feng chuckled and swept his gaze across the surroundings.
Soon afterward, his eyes settled on a tavern pavilion that occupied a fairly large area.
The tavern was quite spacious and not far from the stone platform, offering an excellent view.