Inside the pavilion, only the seven Regional Lords from earlier knew what Shi Chun and his companion had done.
Seeing Shi Chun leap out again, the Regional Lords who knew the circumstances looked toward Wei Mo, the Regional Lord of Life Continent, and laughed.
Wei Mo was unhappy the moment he saw the two of them, his face falling outright. Who had those two intercepted this time? Were they about to throw their weight around against another Life Continent sect? Their earlier antics had already earned him a round of ridicule. Were they going to scrub his face in the dirt again?
Perhaps it would not come to that. He tried to think positively, but the way Shi Chun and his companion had jumped out looked like robbery no matter how he viewed it. Their manner was smooth and natural, nothing like men doing this for the first time.
It did not matter if anyone was unfamiliar with the pair's origins. Attendants were present specifically to serve these dignitaries. A beckoning hand naturally brought someone in charge over to explain...
Inside the Tournament Grounds, Fei Zhengong, an elder of the Jade Spirit Sect, finally saw his sect's disciples appear in the projected image. He breathed a sigh of relief, yet his heartstrings drew taut.
He was relieved because three disciples had escaped the pursuit, but tense because all three were clearly badly wounded.
He had urgently paid to request this particular projection after accidentally spotting his own Jade Spirit Sect disciples being surrounded, attacked, and pursued in someone else's requested footage.
Even after paying, he had waited a long time in the queue before his turn came.
"Elder Fei, those are your Jade Spirit Sect disciples..." an elder from another sect whom he knew kindly pointed out from beside him.