The silence settled over the room for a few seconds. Only the distant sounds of the city outside, the murmur of the streets, and the constant movement of the Caravan that never stopped.
Then, the elder looked at Kyrian.
"Do you intend to participate?"
Kyrian thought about it. His first answer was negative. He still had much to study, much to consolidate, much to understand about his new path.
But then he remembered the Mirrored Third Eye. He remembered consolidation. He remembered the need to fight. Fighting was one of the fastest ways to stabilize a newly created cultivation. Besides... it had been weeks since he had faced anyone, since he had felt the adrenaline of a real battle, since he had tested his limits.
"Maybe."
Lio Han smiled.
"Maybe?"
"I'm consolidating my cultivation."
"Ah..." The elder nodded, understanding in his eyes.
"In that case, the tournaments might be exactly what you need."
Kyrian grew curious.
