"Xiao Ming suddenly showed up—could it be he's going after him?"
"Isn't this…a bit against the rules?"
"Xiao Ming's strength is second to none, no one can stop him; but if he angers Can Sutian…"
For a moment, the Martial Artists of the Spirit Realm were both pleased and anxious—on one hand they hoped Xiao Ming would teach Xu Yang a harsh lesson, restoring lost face; on the other hand, they feared agitating Can Sutian into madness again, uncertain how many would die as a result.
"Xiao Ming, what are you trying to do?"
Stone Jade's expression grew ugly.
Xiao Ming's arrival gave her a bad feeling.
Enrage Can Sutian?
Xiao Ming couldn't possibly be ignorant—and with so many powerful onlookers in the shadows—yet still, Xiao Ming had appeared.
Xiao Ming shot Stone Jade a flat glance. "It's none of your business."
"Losing to a nobody from Daqian… You siblings are getting more and more useless."
"You…" Anger flashed briefly in Stone Jade's eyes; she clenched her fists in fury.
