Mudar was still wondering which young boy in the clan was so 'brave' as to actually dare challenge Abu! Had he not been beaten badly enough yet?
However, this spirit of rising to the challenge is commendable; that's exactly the spirit a prairie lad should have.
"Abu, get up and take down that skinny monkey!"
"Abu, Abu!"
"Abu, can you make it?"
As he approached, the noisy sounds reached Mudar's ears.
All the shouts were meant to cheer for Abu, but it seemed the one now having the upper hand wasn't Abu!
Could it be that there was another youth in the clan who was even more formidable than Abu?
Mudar's heart was filled with excitement; the more talented young men there were, the better their clan could develop.
Mudar cleared his throat twice; upon hearing the sound, the onlookers turned their heads and saw him with Zhu Xianxian, immediately making way for them to reach the front for a better view.
And what did Mudar see?
