The four watched quietly as the contestants on the competition grounds unveiled one technique after another, none of them speaking.
Suddenly, Xiao Yu noticed someone looking at him and turned to his right.
Another raised VIP stand stood there, though it was somewhat lower than the one where Xiao Yu and the other three sat.
Seated there were two men with half their chests bare, one old and one young. Both had short hair and several scars on their faces, carrying the chilling severity and sharpness of soldiers.
They were Mu Chen and Mu Zhan of the Mu Family.
Mu Chen had met Xiao Yu during his Sixth-Rank Alchemist assessment. He immediately smiled and nodded to Xiao Yu in greeting.
Seeing Mu Zhan's completely healed arm, Xiao Yu was a little surprised. It seemed the Mu Family had gone to considerable trouble to cure him. Otherwise, with injuries that severe, a mere Dou Shi like Mu Zhan could never have recovered so easily.
Xiao Yu nodded back to Mu Chen with an indifferent expression, then paid them no further attention and focused on the competition.
"Father..."
Mu Zhan looked at his father, his fists clenched, and called out softly.
Mu Chen glanced at him and snorted sternly. "Behave yourself from now on. If you want to pursue Ya Fei, use proper means. Fortunately, you were the one who got hurt this time. If you'd injured Elder Zhou's disciple, who knows what price our Mu Family would have had to pay to smooth things over?"
"And don't provoke Elder Zhou's disciple again. I have no face to interfere in disputes between juniors. If he beats you into that sorry state again, I won't lift a finger to help you."
Faced with his father's dark expression and stern words, Mu Zhan opened