"Xiaotao, calm down! He's trying to provoke you!"
Dai Yueheng held Ma Xiaotao back tightly.
His gaze swept warily over Xu Cheng, who was putting on a show of astonishment.
This man was truly rather terrifying.
He even knew what had happened ten years ago. After all, even Dai Yueheng, a veteran student of the Inner Court, had only heard vague rumors and knew nothing of the full story.
"Don't you think you've gone too far? Xuan Zi would never crawl into bed with rats from the gutter," Wang Yan said coldly.
"Who can say?"
The corners of Xu Cheng's mouth lifted.
"When events become a mystery, and every last clue points toward someone, perhaps the very thing you consider impossible is the truth..."
Wang Yan swallowed, staring at him with a dark expression.
This man was far too frightening.
His methods bewitched people's hearts, whether through strength or words.
In just those few sentences, he had actually planted a thought in Wang Yan's mind... What if?
After all, everything about this really was rather strange.
Stop thinking! I can't think about this anymore!
"Everyone, see you in the arena." Xu Cheng smiled faintly, then suddenly paused and turned toward the Shrek group, who looked as though they were facing a formidable enemy. "Oh, right. I hope you make it into the top sixteen..."
Then he led the Sun Moon Empire group away with long strides.
His expression gloomy, Wang Yan turned toward the struggling Ma Xiaotao.
"We'll settle this after Xuan Zi arrives. As we are now, we're no match for them, either in the arena or outside it. If we really fought, we'd only be handing them an opportunity..."
Wang Dong also put on a somber expression, but secretly stole a glance at Xu Cheng's retreating back.
That