The speaker was Lu Ping of the Primordial Soul Sect.
Although the Primordial Soul Sect had joined forces with the Kunling Sect to encircle and attack the Jialan Sect, that did not mean the two sects were an ironclad whole. Both occupied the Eastern Ridge, and the grudges and disputes accumulated over thousands of years were deep and difficult to resolve. Lu Ping's words were fair and objective, but his air of placing himself among the powerful was rather irritating.
"In that case, keeping those people won't put food on my table, so naturally I'll release them. Just not now. It will have to wait until the competition ends and the final results are in..."
"You! Don't spurn the face you're being given!"
Anger surged in Hundred Virtues's heart again. His words and bearing had long since lost their usual dignity and solemnity, and he nearly started cursing.
"I mean nothing else by it. I merely want fair and impartial treatment in the competition. Sect Master Hundred Virtues, please understand."
"Forget it. Let him have his way. He wouldn't dare go too far."
Lu Ping offered a word of persuasion. Hundred Virtues remained angrily silent, thereby accepting Mu Bai's condition.
"Wow, Master is so impressive..."
Hu Meier had known Mu Bai was brazen, but she had never imagined he was this brazen. She could not help wanting to give him a resounding thumbs-up.
Thus, like the prodigies of the Three Great Super Sects, Mu Bai earned the right to directly challenge the top four of the grand competition. Next, the sixteen previous victors on the Northern Peak continued fighting in pairs. Determining each of their rankings would probably take several days.
Let them battle until heaven and earth went dark. Mu Bai had no desire to remain on the Northern