A heavy silence fell after Bai Xueqing's declaration.
Faces that had been flushed with hope now paled with embarrassment. Some suitors shuffled their feet, unable to meet the eyes of those around them.
To be completely defeated like this, they had never expected it.
A few, though, still stubbornly refused to yield.
"This is unfair!"
One protested loudly.
"How can we defeat a Spirit Severing cultivator—that's impossible with our current strength?"
Others murmured agreement.
While they had given their word, they were unsatisfied because, looking back now, the conditions were impossible to achieve.
Bai Xueqing didn't bother with them. Not like they would be satisfied even if it was done otherwise either.
"Keep your word!"
She just commanded.
The crowd bristled; arguments tried to flare up, but—
"Accept it like men!"
Bai Zihan said coldly, stepping forward so his voice carried to every corner of the courtyard.
