"I heard you were here, Junior Sister, so I came to have a look."
The corners of Jin Hezhi's mouth rose in a somewhat frivolous smile.
"There are no seats left here. I suggest you and your junior brother go somewhere else."
Zhao Linglong rolled her eyes at Jin Hezhi.
"Is that so?"
Jin Hezhi smiled.
As he spoke, he patted the shoulder of an unfamiliar disciple sitting in front of Zhao Linglong, then smiled at him.
"Junior Brother, could you and the junior brother beside you move aside and make room for me and my junior brother?"
"Why should I move?"
The disciple had been watching the arena intently. Suddenly interrupted, he looked distinctly displeased.
"Because I am Jin Hezhi of First Peak."
Jin Hezhi leaned close to the disciple's face and spoke with an icy expression.
At those words, the disciple suddenly shuddered, then hurriedly pulled up the junior brother beside him.
"I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please sit, Senior Brother Jin. We'll go elsewhere."
"Why do we have to go elsewhere?"
The disciple who had been forcibly pulled up protested in bewilderment, but the words had barely left his mouth when Ye Xuan, who had grown impatient waiting nearby, sent him flying with a thud of his foot.
"Get lost!"
Ye Xuan barked coldly at the two of them.
"You!"
"Go, go, go! Hurry!"
The disciple who had been kicked still wanted to argue with Ye Xuan, but his companion dragged him away.
"Do you have a death wish, daring to offend those two kings of hell?"
"So what if I offend them? Aren't they Azure Profound Sect disciples too?"
"How is that the same? One is the son of First Peak's peak lord, and the other is the peak lord's personal disciple.