Two days later, Huang Xiao and Du Ge arrived early at the Six Gates headquarters.
Today was the day of the contest for Yellow Gate Arrest Sage, and Huang Xiao naturally would not be late.
"Brother Huang, this is the place," Du Ge said as he led Huang Xiao to the entrance of a martial arts arena.
Quite a few constables had already gathered around the entrance. When they saw Huang Xiao, they all greeted him respectfully. "Constable Huang."
They naturally knew how strong Huang Xiao was. He already possessed the strength of a retainer, and now he was going to compete with Tuoba Xing for the Arrest Sage position. They could hardly afford to be disrespectful; he might become an Arrest Sage the very next moment.
Huang Xiao nodded to everyone, then turned to Du Ge and asked in some puzzlement, "Oh? This place looks as though it hasn't been repaired in years. It's much more dilapidated than the other martial arts arenas."
This was a contest for an Arrest Sage position, after all. Why would they choose such a run-down place?
"Brother Huang, this is something you don't understand, is it? No one is normally allowed near this place. Only selections and contests for Arrest Sage positions qualify to be held here. Even assessments for retainer positions don't qualify. But contests for Arrest Sage positions are so rare that the place has fallen into disrepair. I'll tell you, the arena for the Arrest God contest is supposedly even more dilapidated. I've never seen it myself, though; I've only heard people mention it," Du Ge said.
Hearing Du Ge's words, Huang Xiao inwardly marveled at how frugal the Six Gates was. That made sense. There were only six Arrest Sages, and contests for their positions were uncommon. Naturally, this