That was right,
Si Houqing regretted it.
He didn't regret it because Shen Changchuan wanted to conceal his identity behind a mask while participating in the fight.
There was nothing unusual about that.
After all, there had indeed been cases at the Arena where, after losing a match, the defeated party flew into a rage and retaliated against their opponents' fighters afterward.
It wasn't uncommon for someone to take the stage masked and disguised, but it wasn't unheard of either.
What truly made Si Houqing regret it
was that he felt he had been too rash!
Without truly understanding the situation,
he had carelessly chosen that fellow named Shen Changchuan as an outside fighter.
He had simply let his excitement cloud his judgment.
Back then, he had accidentally overheard a fellow named Guo Cheng chatting with one of his own stewards. Guo Cheng had said that, on their way here, they had been attacked by Black-Clad Men, and that Shen Changchuan had then slaughtered his way through them, defeating a powerful enemy at the peak of the sixth level of Qi Induction within a dozen breaths.
After learning that such a formidable fighter existed in this world,
and asking around among the other travelers to confirm the story,
he had made the decision in a rush of excitement and impulsiveness to hire him as an outside fighter.
Only after paying the deposit
and making the arrangements
had Si Houqing suddenly realized
that he had acted on impulse!
He had overlooked one thing:
What if that fellow named Guo Cheng and the members of his caravan had just been bragging, and the truth wasn't as they'd claimed?!
It wasn't impossible!
Among low-level cultivators, especially those who traveled far and wide, this kind of bragging was common as dirt.
For example, the