There were still some hours before the competition began. Shen Han and the vice dean, along with others, were standing calmly at the edge.
Patiently waiting for the competition to begin.
Meanwhile, those young talents from Qi and Yan seemed to have heard something and walked toward Shen Han.
One of the women stepped a bit further in front of Shen Han.
She was dressed neatly, which suggested she practiced the Martial Arts Technique.
The woman's expression was cold, and her gaze at Shen Han carried an involuntary tinge of disdain.
"Are you Shen Han?"
Her words were devoid of any courtesy.
Shen Han frowned slightly, glanced up briefly, but did not respond.
"I heard that you ambushed your elder brother with hidden weapons, making it difficult for him to participate in the grand competition. Is this true?"
There was a slightly interrogative tone in the woman's speech.
Before Shen Han could respond, the vice dean interjected.
