As Chu Xisheng and Heng Wei faced off from a distance, three women outside the arena were watching him.
One was Xie Zhenqing, who stood atop the eaves of a tall building, leaning forward to look down.
The Martial Discourse Tower was not far from the South Street Temple Fair, and she had been alerted as soon as the incident began.
She had not expected Chu Xisheng to stir up such a great disturbance in the Ancient Market Town after killing that Heluo Fish on the river.
But after watching both fights in their entirety, Xie Zhenqing felt that the sickly, handsome youth on the platform seemed to have been enveloped in yet another halo of light.
Such grace could have come straight out of a painting-
Then she caught sight of the Seventh-Rank Rune Eagle Sword in Heng Wei's hand, and shock and anger immediately rose within her. "That Long Heng has absolutely no shame!"
"Eldest Young Master Long has always stopped at nothing. He doesn't care what others think of him, either."
Dong Linshan had followed her over as well. Stroking his long beard, he said, "Chu Xisheng, on the other hand, has surprised me. It seems those rumors about him weren't entirely groundless. That article we wrote before really was too conservative."
Xie Zhenqing nodded slightly.
After seeing Chu Xisheng's saber, she was somewhat inclined to believe that the Heluo Fish had died at his hands.
Although the Heluo Fish was a demonic fish with Eighth-Rank cultivation, if it had been caught unprepared and too close to Chu Xisheng, there was still a very strong chance that he could have killed it with a surprise attack.
But now, she was more concerned about whether Chu Xisheng would live or die.
Just from Heng Wei's stance on the