Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Feng Buxiu was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Young Master Xu has a point."
"Let's enter the city," Xu Zimo said with a nod, taking the lead as he walked inside.
Xie Changliu and the others followed close behind.
The moment they entered the city, the prosperity and bustle of White Emperor City crashed over them. On the crowded streets, the clamor of pedestrians and vendors' cries mingled into a chaotic roar.
The Five Great Sects and Three Great Academies would soon begin their competition. Thus, people from all directions had gathered here, hoping to witness this pinnacle clash among the younger generation.
"Have you heard? Dragon Demon Gate and Sin Prison have already arrived. The moment they met, they got into a conflict."
"What happened?" someone asked curiously.
"Why did they clash?"
"You don't understand, do you? Dragon Demon Gate and Sin Prison have always been at odds. That blood feud has been passed down since the Upper Ancient Era.
The moment they meet, they are like fire and water. I heard that this time, King Xiang Tian of Dragon Demon Gate and the Ghost Crown Prince of Sin Prison fought fiercely, nearly overturning Chongyang Tower."
"Would True Man Chongyang just let them run wild?"
"That's right. In the end, True Man Chongyang had to step in and calm the disturbance.
But with all these Major Powers coming to our White Emperor City, and us having no leader among dragons, I fear there will be endless disputes."
"Everyone should keep their eyes open these days. Don't offend any strangers."
All around the streets, passersby and visitors in the tea houses alike were discussing the matter with great relish.
Xu Zimo found it rather novel as well.
"Young Master Xu, let's head