The Golden Coin Gang.
Shangguan Jinhong sat in the small courtyard, wiping his Mother-and-Son Dragon and Phoenix Golden Rings with a clean, soft cloth.
A familiar figure walked in. Shangguan Jinhong recognized him by his footsteps and asked without raising his head, "Is the dueling ground ready?"
He had known Jing Wuming would never betray him and would return in time, sparing him the distraction of these trivial matters before the battle.
"It's ready." Jing Wuming lowered his head slightly. Preparing the grounds was precisely why he had returned a little late.
The duel between the gang leader and Little Li Fei Dagger had drawn the eyes of the entire Jianghu. Many experts had already arrived nearby, some from renowned sects, some from Martial Arts Families, and many who traveled alone.
Moreover, those coming were not limited to the Jianghu of Great Ming. Experts from Great Song, Great Sui, and other countries had also arrived. Whether they had come merely to watch or had some other purpose was unknown.
"Gang Leader, quite a few people from Jianghu have come this time. They all seem to want to watch. Should we drive them away?"
A clash between experts could not suffer too many interruptions.
Was the gang leader's fight with Little Li Fei Dagger something those people could watch simply because they wanted to?
Shangguan Jinhong shook his head. "No need. Let anyone with the courage come and watch. I actually hope someone else will challenge me. Otherwise, wouldn't life be far too dull?"
His martial arts had already reached their peak. To advance any further, he needed more battles.
But anyone challenging him would have to settle not only victory and defeat, but life and death as well.
Only then could he comprehend a higher realm of martial arts between