Stripped Bare

Chu Zhiyuan's voice spread evenly like a rising tide, slow and unhurried yet everywhere at once, penetrating every crack.

No one along the entire Sifang Pavilion Street failed to hear it.

Cheng Yunzheng, Cheng Yunqi, and the two young men in purple robes who had been speaking indoors were all startled when they heard it.

Cheng Yunzheng frowned.

His face was pale, and it instantly darkened. He turned and walked to the window, looking down.

At the same time, the windows facing the street were opened one after another.

The drinkers poked their heads out, while the storyteller in the teahouse even tossed aside his sounding block and squeezed up to the railing to watch.

Pedestrians on both sides of the street turned to look, surrounding Chu Zhiyuan in the middle.

Chu Zhiyuan stood in the street below, raised his head to look at him, and flashed him a grin.

The people around him hurriedly moved aside.

The area around Chu Zhiyuan suddenly became empty, a blank circle three meters across.

Standing at its center, Chu Zhiyuan smiled at Cheng Yunzheng. "Fifth Prince, Sixth Prince, do you dare come down and fight?"

Cheng Yunqi also came to the window. Looking down at Chu Zhiyuan in the street, he sneered, "Chu Liezhao, what madness has taken you?!"

So many people had gathered to watch the excitement. Looking down from above, they could see more and more people hurrying over to join the spectacle.

Chu Zhiyuan's earlier words had been all too clear. A conflict between princes naturally drew attention.

Had it merely been a bloody clash between ordinary martial heroes, people would not have been this excited.

Chu Zhiyuan called out, "Sixth Prince, are you too afraid to make a move?"

"You're truly despicable!" Cheng Yunqi sneered through gritted teeth.

"Despicable?"