The figure who rose to his feet wore a green robe, somewhat dirty and disheveled. His beard was quite long, and there was nothing dashing about him. Yet for some reason, in the eyes of Sect Master Yuan Ku and Elder Hong Yuan, he looked exceptionally handsome.
"Is that him?"
"Elder Liu Xia? That elder who only knows how to play with women wants to compete?"
"You've got to be kidding. This guy only knows how to chase female disciples, and whenever trouble comes, he's always the first to run. Why is he stepping forward this time?"
"Could it be that the female disciples didn't serve him well enough yesterday?"
When they saw the person who had stood up, all the other elders froze.
The one who had suddenly spoken up was Elder Liu Xia. This fellow had always been lecherous and filthy—since when had he become so righteous?
Was this for real?
"Elder Liu Xia, I think you'd better obediently go back and hide beneath the skirts of your female disciples. The Sect Master has already decided to give the Red River Spirit Fruit to Prince Duobo. What hero are you trying to play? If you lose, can you bear the responsibility?"
Seeing someone step forward, Elder Qian Yu, who had previously feigned injury, could no longer sit still. His voice was dripping with sarcasm.
Elder Hong Yuan had personally called on him before, yet he had declined. It would have been one thing if no one else agreed, but now that someone had stepped forward, was that not the same as slapping him across the face?
"That's right. You'd better think this through. Not just anyone can play the hero. Giving the Red River Spirit Fruit directly to them in exchange for something is a normal transaction,