Upon seeing Yuwen Tuo, the first thought shared by all these heirs of major powers was to recruit him into their own faction.
Especially someone like Dai Huabin, whose family had an inherent competitive nature.
Although the Dai and Zhu Families were much better off than they had been ten thousand years ago—at least the loser would not have their Soul Power crippled or be put to death, merely lose the right to inherit the title of White Tiger Duke.
But someone as proud and arrogant as Dai Huabin could never accept defeat.
If he could obtain a sharp blade like Yuwen Tuo, it would be of immense help to his future.
"You are too courteous, Young Master Dai. If I have the time, I will certainly pay a visit." Yuwen Tuo could not be bothered to offend people unnecessarily. His only enemies were Evil Soul Masters and Shrek.
Dai Huabin might not be much of a person, but he had no grudge against Yuwen Tuo. He had only come to recruit him, so there was no need to inexplicably add another enemy for himself.
However, he would not hold back in tomorrow's match. If Dai Huabin became enraged from humiliation after losing, Yuwen Tuo would not mind adding another head beneath his blade in the future. He only hoped Dai Huabin's temperament would be a little better.
After all, he simply did not want another enemy, not because he feared having one.
Seeing the two talking, someone frowned. It was Huo Yuhao.
He had already recognized Dai Huabin.
His entire body suddenly shook violently. His eyes filled with disbelief, and his body even began trembling uncontrollably as he grabbed Wang Dong's arm beside him.
Wang Dong was startled by his sudden movement and turned to look at him, only