Xing Yu deliberately lowered his voice and altered it, unwilling to let Qin Yan recognize his true identity.
Ever since Qin Yan had defeated him that day and taken away his status as Gold Defender, he had never been able to let it go!
From childhood to adulthood, he had always been Heaven's favored son, a rising star of the Heavenly Void Sect. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
He had been publicly defeated by someone of a lower realm, and in such a stifling manner at that. He simply could not swallow this indignation!
That was why he had spent these past days lying in wait outside with his men, watching for Qin Yan.
While Qin Yan was inside the Heavenly Arena, he had no way to act. After all, the arena had rules, and no one was allowed to cause trouble within it.
But once Qin Yan came out, he would no longer be under the Heavenly Arena's protection, and Xing Yu could make his move!
However, considering that Qin Yan was still one of this year's Special-Class Disciples of the Mystic Sanctuary and had a sensitive status, he decided to conceal his identity to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Do you two have a grudge against me?"
Qin Yan spoke calmly.
Yet his mind was racing. Who had he offended lately?
Those monstrous prodigies of the Mystic Sanctuary?
Or the Martial Artists who had lost their bets in the arena?
"No grudge."
Xing Yu sneered, speaking in a hoarse voice.
"But I don't like the sight of you. Come over here now and let me beat you senseless, and I'll let you leave."
He did not share any deep-seated hatred with Qin Yan, nor did he intend to kill him.
He simply could not swallow the resentment in