Do They Provide Meals?

A fighting arena had long since been set up in the center of Starfall City's square.

The arena had been built by the Lin Family, and their purpose was obvious. If they feared the Tang Family would go back on their word and not come, they would not have built the venue.

The Lin Family's initiative in building it made their stance perfectly clear.

Stands had been erected above and away from the arena, reserved for the four great families holding power in Starfall City, as well as the city lord.

Starfall City's lord was a cultivator dispatched by the Heavenly Dragon Empire. His strength was merely at the Organs-Hiding Realm, yet no one dared to underestimate him.

After all, he represented the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

Starfall City's lord, Jia Shiming, was a slightly plump middle-aged man, seated in the center.

The heads of the Ye Family and the Tang Family sat to his left, while the heads of the Qin Family and the Lin Family sat to his right.

On the arena, Lin Yichen was already standing with his hands behind his back. He cut a dashing figure, like a jade tree facing the wind, setting off waves of cheers from the infatuated men and women below.

Men worshipped the strong, while women liked handsome men.

"Why hasn't that trash Tang Tian shown up yet? Is he scared?"

"Scared? I think he's clearly just playing us."

"Yeah, he still hasn't come. Don't tell me he overslept?"

"Hahaha..."

It was already noon, yet there was still no sign of Tang Tian. Discussions broke out below the stage, followed by peals of laughter.

"I think Young Master Lin will definitely kill him in one move."

"Does Young Master Lin even need one move to kill him? You think too highly of trash."

"Exactly. What is trash?"

"Good-for-nothing trash, hahaha..."

Tang Tian's absence did not dampen the spectators' moods. Instead, they became even more delighted, with laughter and merriment everywhere.

Everyone in the stands was a cultivator above the Organs-Hiding Realm, so they naturally heard the distant discussions with perfect clarity.

Their expressions varied.

The calmest was Ye Qingyuan, the most unconcerned was Jia Shiming, the most helpless was Tang Lingyun, and the most impatient was Qin Tiande.

As for Lin Changdong, the head of the Lin Family, he wore an unfathomable expression. No one knew what he was thinking.

"Brother Tang, your son still hasn't appeared. Could it be that he's afraid of death and won't come? If that's the case, I imagine Nephew Lin would gladly spare his life and let him go like a fart."

Qin Tiande sneered. After the two families had broken off the engagement, they had already torn all pretense apart, so naturally he had to kick a man when he was down.

Tang Lingyun said coldly, "There seems to be no stipulated time, does there? The day isn't over yet. Even if he comes tonight, it makes no difference. As for what you just said, Tang has no objection to having a match with you before Tian'er arrives. As the head of a family, you speak without using your brain. Do you need Tang to teach you how to behave?"

"Tang Lingyun, you!"

Qin Tiande's expression turned ugly. What a joke—if he fought Tang Lingyun, he would not even have the chance to remain human.

Lin Changdong smiled faintly. "Brother Tiande, why bother arguing? Patriarch Tang is right. It is not that Tang Tian came late, but that we came early. I am only worried that later, blades and swords will have no eyes. Even if Yichen does not wish to kill anyone, he may not be able to help it."

Tang Lingyun glanced at Lin Changdong and said calmly, "A contest between the younger generation means life and death are left to fate. Naturally, I will not interfere. But if someone uses their seniority to bully the young and intervenes, I do not mind doing a little bullying myself. Patriarch Lin, rather than worrying about others, you should worry about yourself."

"I hope you can remain this calm later."

Lin Changdong snorted coldly, a frigid gleam flashing through his eyes.

In everyone's eyes, Tang Tian's life-and-death battle with Lin Yichen was nothing more than a one-sided act of courting death.

Just as everyone was growing restless and noisy, someone suddenly shouted, "Look! The trash is here!"

"Whoosh!"

All eyes turned in unison toward one spot, where a figure was leisurely approaching without the slightest hurry.

Tang Tian had both hands behind his head and was humming a little tune, looking nothing like someone about to fight to the death.

"Trash really is trash. He doesn't even look the part!"

"Yeah, he's already here to die, yet he still has to come and embarrass himself. Embarrassing himself is one thing, but he's going to disgrace the Tang Family too."

Mockery rang out endlessly from the crowd. All kinds of contemptuous remarks surged toward Tang Tian's ears as though they cost nothing.

Tang Tian shook his head. These people were merely blind followers. They were not worth his concern.

Since ancient times, victors became kings while losers became bandits.

As long as he won this battle, all the gossip and slander would crumble without being attacked.

When Lin Yichen saw Tang Tian approaching, contempt flickered in his eyes.

So what if Tang Tian had gone to Starfall Forest to cultivate for a month?

Trash was still trash. He was an entire realm below Lin Yichen—could he possibly defy the heavens?

Last time, Lin Yichen had held back and spared Tang Tian's life. This time, he would not give him another chance!

In the stands, Qin Yuexi felt disgusted when she saw Tang Tian. Compared to the jade-tree-in-the-wind Lin Yichen, she felt even more fortunate that she had broken off the engagement.

The Lin Family had also promised that once Tang Tian was dealt with, they would settle the marriage arrangement.

Therefore, from Qin Yuexi's perspective, she was the one who most desperately wanted Tang Tian dead.

"Even at death's door, he still gets carried away." Qin Yuexi snorted coldly.

She did not notice that as she spoke, an icy gaze landed on her. It belonged to Ye Ruxue.

Among everyone present, only Ye Ruxue firmly believed that Tang Tian would definitely kill Lin Yichen, without any possibility of surprise.

After all, no matter how formidable Lin Yichen was, he could never defeat the Heavenly Thunder Python.

Had the Heavenly Thunder Python not ultimately died at Tang Tian's hands?

In truth, Ye Ruxue did not know that after she had left, Tang Tian had raised his cultivation again.

Tang Tian slowly stepped onto the arena, glanced at Lin Yichen, and said calmly, "You all came pretty early. So, do they provide meals?"

"..."

The corner of Lin Yichen's mouth twitched, leaving him speechless.

"I took a nap and replenished my energy. This feels pretty good."

Tang Tian stretched lazily, causing the people below the stage to start cursing.

"Damn, did this trash really come late because he was sleeping in?"

"Sigh, he's about to die. Let him sleep a little longer while he can."

"Won't he have even more time to sleep after he dies?"

"Eh, you're right."

"Can we start now?"

Lin Yichen looked at Tang Tian, unwilling to waste any more words on him.

"Yes, but before we begin, I have a question. If you die, will the Lin Family come looking for trouble with me?"

Tang Tian asked with a thoroughly serious expression.

The moment he said this, the crowd below burst into laughter.

Everyone agreed that Tang Tian did not know life from death. Not only was he unconcerned about whether he would live or die, he actually believed Lin Yichen was bound to die?

Lin Yichen's expression changed. He snorted coldly. "Rest assured, life and death are left to fate between you and me. If you die by my hand, I hope the Tang Family will not force their way in."

"Of course. If you die, will the Falling Star Sect come looking for trouble with me?"

Tang Tian asked again.

"You... Rest assured!"

Lin Yichen was already growing impatient.

Tang Tian shrugged and said calmly, "I'd be a fool to rest assured. Beat the little one and the old one comes out—especially those so-called great sects."

"Are you going to fight or not?" Lin Yichen roared. If he kept talking to Tang Tian, he feared he would go mad.

Right now, he wanted nothing more than to split Tang Tian in two with a single sword stroke, venting the hatred in his heart!

Tang Tian shrugged. "In such a hurry to die? Then come on!"