Seeing that he had stirred up public support, Murong Xi imagined Xu Zimo caught between a rock and a hard place.
But when he turned to look, Xu Zimo wore a calm expression, still seemingly indifferent to everything before him.
This made Murong Xi even more furious.
He looked toward City Lord Sikong Lian and asked, "City Lord Sikong, what do you think?"
Sikong Lian was somewhat hesitant as well, caught in a dilemma.
He looked at Murong Jiankong.
Murong Jiankong only smiled and said, "In my opinion, we should still see what that Young Master Xu thinks."
"Let us see whether he dares accept the challenge. If he does not, there is no need to force him."
Though Murong Jiankong's words sounded as if he were giving Xu Zimo a way out,
they actually carried a deeper intent to provoke him.
After all, before such a large crowd, what young man could afford to lose face?
If he lost face, Xu Zimo would likely be unable to compete with Murong Xi over the outcome of this assessment any longer.
Everyone turned their gazes toward Xu Zimo, waiting quietly for his response.
Xu Zimo only found it childish.
The two of them had never seemed to exist on the same level.
But he would not indulge the other party either.
So he said, "If you want to compete, then compete. Though my life is worth far more than yours."
"But since the outcome has already been decided, there is nothing much to look forward to."
"What shameless boasting," Murong Xi snorted coldly.
He said, "City Lord Sikong, arrange the second round of the assessment quickly. I would like to see what abilities he has."
Although there were many people in line this time, the City Lord's Mansion was highly