With Chu Fan, the shining banner of the Huo Family Martial Arts School, defeated, many people nearby cast looks their way, eager to enjoy the spectacle. As the school's members ate lunch at the grounds, they could only look at one another in silence. Chu Fan, in particular, kept his head lowered.
"Master, I'm heading back to the school first." He had no desire to stay any longer. The glances and murmurs drifting his way left him sitting on pins and needles. With his head lowered, he glanced toward the Han Family's camp, resentment and malice showing in his eyes.
Huo Shan keenly caught this and could not help frowning.
"I'll go back with you." He knew his disciple's temperament all too well and feared he might stir up trouble.
"Shi Mao, Wei Yuan, you two stay and look after Zhao Feng. Just do your best in the remaining matches. Don't force it."
Huo Shan turned back to give them another round of instructions, then left with the others.
Master still cares about Chu Fan the most, Shi Mao and Wei Yuan thought.
The atmosphere was oppressive.
"I didn't expect Han Dong to be so strong. We underestimated him," their eldest senior brother, Shi Mao, said, breaking the silence first.
Wei Yuan nodded solemnly. They had watched the entire fight.
"Which Hidden Force practitioner who can establish himself in Prefecture City is easy to deal with? Junior Brother Chu was careless."
"Didn't Junior Brother Chu say yesterday that he knew Han Dong's characteristics and weaknesses?" Zhao Feng interjected.
"He did. But looking at it now, those supposed characteristics and weaknesses seem to have been deliberately exposed beforehand. Junior Brother Chu kept his guard tight, and when he finally spotted an opening and prepared to win with a single strike, his