"Lv Xuan, deputy city lord of Divine Sword City, pays his respects to the Emperor."
The moment the golden face appeared, Lv Xuan rose from where he'd been sitting cross-legged in the sky and came to Ye Lin's side. He clasped his fists and bowed to Xue Dao.
If Xue Dao had truly come seeking revenge, Lv Xuan would stop him no matter what.
The Grand Competition was being held by Divine Sword City. If someone who'd won was hunted down and killed in the city by the people backing his opponent, Divine Sword City's prestige would take a severe hit.
"I'm not that petty. Go on and host your competition."
Seeing Lv Xuan's reaction, the golden face laughed in exasperation and chided him.
Given his status, Lv Xuan was no more than a junior. Only Jian Xu was his equal.
"This junior, Ye Lin, pays his respects to Senior."
Hearing the cultivators around him whispering, Ye Lin turned and bowed to the golden face in the sky.
"Mm, you're quite impressive. My son has always been proud and arrogant. This is the biggest setback he's faced since he began his cultivation."
"I hope he can grow from it. Young friend, if you have time someday, come visit the Glazed Imperial Dynasty. I'll welcome you personally."
Xue Dao laughed heartily, then disappeared with Xue Sheng, who had passed out on the Arena.
Ye Lin had severed Xue Sheng's Luck Golden Dragon with a single sword strike. Xue Dao had to take him back and repair it.
Having one's Luck Golden Dragon severed was the same as having one's luck severed. The consequences could be grave or minor.
"This junior will remember. If I have time, I'll certainly accept your invitation."
"Good. I'll be waiting."
Xue Dao's laughter drifted from afar.