Xu Jiujiu left, and the romantic battlefield seemed to have fallen quiet.
Tang Wutong suddenly turned her fire on her boyfriend, demanding, "Why did you accept that token? Give it to me!"
Xiao Zi was baffled. Was a mere token really worth getting this angry over?
He smiled and soothed her. "Accepting the Star Luo princess's goodwill is also a gesture of friendship toward the Star Luo Empire. The Clear Sky Sect has quite a few ties with it. Why keep them at such a distance?"
"Those ties don't amount to much..."
Tang Wutong thought that the Star Luo Empire's distant ancestors, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, belonged to the White Tiger lineage. What necessary connection did they have with the Star Crown Xu Family?
Besides, they had only ascended to the Divine Realm through her father Tang San's connections. Even now, they were merely Second-Level Gods. How could they compare?
Those words were clearly unsuitable for a public setting. Tang Wutong had no choice but to swallow her anger, turn her head away, and say nothing more.
Having barely managed to placate the goddess, Xiao Zi did not want to say anything else. He put away the token and went to the front desk to register. First came the forms, which required details such as names, ages, and sect affiliations. The writing alone took ten minutes.
After completing the forms, everyone also had to have their pictures taken in front of the registration desk.
The image recorder was a special auxiliary Soul Tool capable of recording a person's appearance. The images would then be printed directly onto the registration forms, showcasing the Sun Moon Empire's technological lead.
Last came the physical examinations and fitness tests, ensuring that no team members exceeded the age limit and preserving the tournament's fairness.