In the square, Hu Yunyi looked rather awkward. The feeling of being surrounded like the moon by stars when everyone had welcomed him before was long gone. He tried calling out a few times, but his hoarse voice was drowned beneath the roaring cheers.
Perhaps... I really was wrong? This was also the first time Elder Hu felt confused about the way he had handled matters. But when he saw Shui Tiantian beside the square, his fists clenched tightly, Hu Yunyi's heart inexplicably warmed, and his gaze gradually became resolute.
Perhaps I was wrong, but why should I... regret it?
Having made up his mind, Hu Yunyi beckoned. Seeing his signal, Shui Yupeng swung the long sword in his hand, leaped from the crowd, and went straight to stand before Hu Yunyi and Zhang Xiaohu.
When Li Jian saw Shui Yupeng step out, and noticed some disorderly movement amid the cheers on both sides of the square, he looked again at Hu Yunyi, whose white hair streamed messily in the wind. A faint pang of sorrow rose in his heart. He stepped forward and called out sharply, "Everyone has heard Elder Hu's words... Li will say no more. This match has also received Great Sect Leader Zhang's approval, so I ask all brothers... to watch closely!"
Hearing that Zhang Xiaohu had also agreed to the match, everyone could not help recalling the time Zhang Xiaohu had cowed the Incense-Passing Cult disciples. He had gone alone to Medicine Hall and captured Wang Tong along with several disciples. The cheers immediately surged like thunder, and cries of "Great Sect Leader Zhang is mighty!" grew even louder!
Li Jian frowned slightly, though he was secretly delighted. He glanced at Hu Yunyi, then gave Zhang Xiaohu a meaningful look.
Zhang Xiaohu understood and raised