Just then, the disciple overseeing the teleportation formation glanced over, voice cold and measured.
"Take this outside. If even a single piece of wood in this hall breaks, that will be the end of your cultivation path."
The words weren't loud, but they struck like a hammer. The tiger-eyed disciple stiffened instantly. Grinding his teeth, he gestured irritably at Yu Xuan.
"You. Outside."
Yu Xuan tilted his head and stayed rooted to the spot. He didn't budge an inch.
A vein popped on the tiger-eyed man's forehead. "Hey, aren't you getting a little too cocky?"
"Just finish it quickly and come back," one of his companions urged, clearly entertained.
"Don't make too much noise," another added with a smirk.
With a long sigh, Yu Xuan finally moved. He strolled toward the exit, hands clasped behind his back, as if heading out for a walk rather than a duel. The tiger-eyed disciple followed, cracking his knuckles with audible menace.
