The people of the Imperial Capital lamented in unison over how shameless Shi Ziteng and the others were.
In the Imperial Palace, the Stone Emperor was mocked again, every word dripping with sarcasm.
The Stone Race truly was a land of heroes. Scheming warlords lurked everywhere. Today had certainly opened their eyes.
For a good spectacle, one had to come to the Stone Kingdom. Anywhere else was just a bit of fun.
The Stone Race's descendants were decisive and knew when to bend and when to stand firm. The youngsters of their own clans could hardly compare; they got embarrassed over everything.
One remark followed another.
The Stone Emperor's face grew darker and darker. He wished he could kill those people from Martial King Manor with his own hands.
Their disgrace had spread across all Eight Domains.
The many Venerables paid no heed to his worsening expression. They simply enjoyed themselves.
If some of them had faced the same situation, they would have been even more shameless than Shi Ziteng.
Some did not even think much of Shi Ziteng's reaction.
A little shamelessness was only natural for the strong, wasn't it?
But right now, they wanted to mock the Stone Emperor.
After all, they weren't the ones losing face.
The Venerables from Demon Spirit Lake were also in poor spirits.
They had placed great hopes in Shi Yi.
But if matters continued this way, Shi Yi's reputation would not merely plummet. He might remain nailed to the pillar of shame forever.
History was written by the victors.
If Shi Yi won, he could silence everyone and twist the record. Given enough time, who would remember what had happened?
But if Shi Yi lost...
In Martial King Manor, Shi Ziteng's face turned completely cold.
"Hao'er, do you truly intend to tear