Profound Elixir Palace.
Inside the Spring Rain Pavilion's spectator seats.
Zhu Huai and the others had taken their seats early.
The Xiahou Clan Siblings, as before, sat alone at the table in the back.
The difference was that two new faces now sat at this table-
Guangling Pavilion's Young Master Mu Yun and Southern Chu's Third Prince Chu Yinan.
After a casual glance at Mu Yun and Chu Yinan, Xiahou Qingyuan asked with a smile:
"I heard that at the Golden Scaled Assembly back then, you two were formidable rivals to Xu Taiping in the contest for first place?"
Mu Yun gave an embarrassed smile, then waved his hands repeatedly.
"You flatter me, you flatter me."
As he spoke, he turned to Chu Yinan beside him with a hint of slyness in his smile.
"The Third Prince was the one who ultimately competed with Brother Taiping for first place."
Hearing this, Chu Yinan nodded with a serious expression.
"I wouldn't call myself a formidable rival. I can only say that I did cause him some trouble."
After so many years of tempering on the battlefield, the Third Prince Chu Yinan now gave the impression of an iron spear with a cold gleam at its tip, in both appearance and temperament.
After a brief silence, Chu Yinan stared unblinkingly at the Dragon-Suppressing Platform below, then a cold gleam flashed through his eyes.
"But if it were today, I would never lose to him."
Even a few casual words carried a battle intent that made people's hearts tremble.
Hearing this, Xiahou Qingyuan's lips curled slightly, and he said meaningfully:
"As expected of Old Martial God Zhu's disciple."
At the same time, he said inwardly to Xiahou You:
*There is still one final contest to be had between this young man and Xu