After entering Shishui City, the group went their separate ways.
In the past, after the inter-clan martial tournament concluded, everyone would throw a grand banquet and invite guests from far and wide to celebrate.
This time, however, not a single person brought it up.
After all, seven of the Ten Great Celestial Prodigies who participated in the finals had died. This was no small blow to the factions backing them, and at a time like this, no one was in the mood for any gatherings. Hong Yu certainly wasn't displeased. It was good enough that these people weren't coming to cause trouble for him; how could he possibly expect them to throw him a victory feast?
As they were parting, Hong Tianduan pulled Hong Yu aside. "Hong Yu, think carefully about the advice I just gave you."
"Thank you, Third Elder. I know what to do," Hong Yu said.
