Hearing the man on the stage, the expressions of those below immediately changed. The people from the Yellow Cloud Sect in particular glared at the man onstage with utter hatred, while everyone around them looked on with contempt and disdain.
This battle was a damned-if-you-do, damned-if-you-don't situation. If he refused, Wang Fei's reputation as a turtle hiding in its shell would be set in stone. That name might even follow him for the rest of his life. Whenever anyone mentioned the Yellow Cloud Sect, they would say there was a turtle hiding in its shell among its ranks. This would deal an enormous blow to the Yellow Cloud Sect's reputation.
Yet accepting the fight was no good either. Anyone with eyes could see that Wang Fei's cultivation had reached the Late Spirit Marshal Realm, while the man onstage was merely an Early-Stage Spirit Marshal, and had only reached it with outside assistance.
If he won such a challenge, people would still call it bullying the weak with strength. Moreover, everyone present had heard what that man said earlier. If this battle were accepted, who knew what the outside world would say.
When enough people spoke, even gold could be melted. Even if the Yellow Cloud Sect mobilized its entire Sect to explain, they would never clear things up. If things went badly, the Yellow Cloud Sect might become known throughout the Ink Lotus Domain as a den of rapists. The Yellow Cloud Sect's leader nearly hated those two men to death.
"It seems the other side has fixed his sights on you. Though you certainly would not do such a thing, it is possible that you were framed. Fine, settle your own affairs yourself. Regardless of victory or defeat, this match must stop at the proper point. After we return,