From his hiding spot, Lü Zhong watched the two of them fighting and chuckled to himself.
'Two self-righteous fools. They have no idea someone is about to play the fisherman and reap the rewards.'
His gaze shifted to Tang Chengchu, who was embedded in the wall. The man must have used some kind of Secret Technique to fool the eyes of two Core Formation Cultivators. If not for his scene-replaying ability, even he would have been deceived by the act.
'Hmph, go on and fight. After you're finished and the fisherman has taken his prize, then it'll be my turn to strike!'
Lü Zhong was in no hurry. He quietly waited for the right moment to make his move.
A hundred breaths later, the battle between the two in the hall was decided.
The prowess of a Mystic Cultivator was not in the least bit apparent in Zhong Pan.
Instead, it was the advantages of a Family Cultivator that Fang Hongshang displayed to their fullest extent.
