Tu Mingshan recovered and angrily demanded of his guards, "What are you doing?"
"Young master, I... we... we were worried about you..." The guards stood frozen, caught between advancing and retreating.
"Forget it. You were only being loyal. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you." Tu Mingshan quickly calmed down and shook his head lightly.
He looked at Fang Qianyuan, who had stopped attacking beside him, and gave a rueful laugh. "Young Master Fang, I lost this round."
"Not necessarily," Fang Qianyuan said. "There's still a powerful force hidden inside you. If we'd kept fighting, the outcome would have remained uncertain."
Seeing how open and upright Tu Mingshan was, frankly admitting defeat, Fang Qianyuan found himself liking him much more.
He finally realized that he had probably misunderstood the other man earlier.
Someone like this would never have thought of seizing the chance to challenge him now, lest he become unbeatable after advancing to the tenth transformation.
"That power..." Tu Mingshan hesitated, but ultimately said nothing more about it. "Regardless, I don't want to make excuses, and I never do. A loss is a loss."
"All right, Young Master Tu. Since you're conceding, can you let us leave?" Fang Qianyuan asked.
"What are you saying? You've been free to leave from the beginning. The Tu family wouldn't dare detain disciples of a great sect or members of the Heavenly Dao Alliance," Tu Mingshan said.
"In that case, until we meet again." Fang Qianyuan called Little White back from where she was still watching menacingly and strode away.
Lin Ziguan and the others hurried after him, and the group left the training grounds.
"Brother Mingshan, you're just letting them go?" Lin Xiaoxiao was rather furious, but seeing how the cold had frozen Tu Mingshan's face pale, she could not help