Lake Chu Tian.
Chu Family Headquarters.
At the entrance to the Ancient Martial Arts Conference venue, Ye Xingzhou, dressed sharply in a suit, looked at Luo Xiu standing in line. His expression was one of disdain, mixed with surprise and annoyance. He truly hadn't expected to run into Luo Xiu here. But he didn't take it too seriously.
With a smirk, he said to Luo Xiu, "Do you think the Ancient Martial Arts Conference of the Four Great Ancient Families is for any Tom, Dick, or Harry?"
Luo Xiu just smiled faintly. He remembered Su Shenyun's advice to keep a low profile to avoid unnecessary trouble. Even if he wanted to slaughter Ye Xingzhou, it couldn't be at an event like this.
However…
SLAP!
Luo Xiu suddenly whipped a hand across Ye Xingzhou's face.
