"We'll be waiting for you at the Sacred Land Stone Pavilion for a duel: the Strange Technique of the Source Technique Ancient Families against the Village Technique."
This was Wu Ziming's parting shot. Li Chongtian also turned back with a cold laugh as they accompanied the richly dressed Tuoba Chang, departing in a grand manner.
"Little Ye, if you don't win their trousers clean off them, you'll be letting me down, and more importantly, you'll be letting *them* down."
These were Li Heishui's words, transmitted secretly. He truly couldn't swallow this humiliation and felt an impulse to unleash his fury.
"Miao Yi will certainly come to watch Little Brother Gu Feng display his might." An Miaoyi smiled faintly, her white robes fluttering as she rode the wind, stepping on clouds to depart from the Heavenly Demon Treasure Pavilion.
"This is bound to be a spectacular showdown, not to be missed," the Great Xia Prince said with a smile, then left with the little nun in white robes.
