"Hmph, Elder Mo, you stepping forward at this moment is quite timely."
In front of so many people, Qin Tian and Hou Sailei indeed didn't end up fighting, and Wang Tianqing was in no position to flare up.
Moreover, since it was Mo Ziyang calling the shots here, Wang Tianqing also didn't want to invite trouble.
"Hmm, since Elder Zhang isn't here, I make the decisions. Since Qin Tian has entered the finals, then go prepare properly. Two days later, face off against my disciple in a decisive match. We're leaving."
Mo Ziyang casually concluded, leading his people and leaving directly.
Although speaking to Wang Tianqing with a smile, once he turned around, Wang Tianqing clearly saw Mo Ziyang's face turn quite unpleasant.
Qin Tian grinned, thinking to himself, this old guy, he's obviously somewhat afraid of me. Otherwise, why would he orchestrate so many schemes to prevent me from facing off against Li Tianxuan in the finals?
Isn't it said that Li Tianxuan is formidable?
