This was a long-standing tradition in Yuhe County.
Powerful and influential figures often scouted Martial Artists based on their performance in the sparring trials, hoping to recruit them.
So, what Miss Jinlian was doing didn't seem too out of the ordinary.
The handmaiden stared at the Elixir, stunned for a moment. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then simply nodded in agreement.
Just then, Miss Jinlian suddenly raised a hand to stop her. "Wait."
Her fingertips tapped gently on the arm of her Grandmaster's Chair as her gaze swept over the crowd, finally landing on Liu Maolin, who was standing outside the railing.
Liu Maolin was talking with several other disciples from Sun's Martial Arts Hall, an excited smile on his face.
The corners of Miss Jinlian's lips lifted slightly. She had a passing acquaintance with Liu Maolin and knew he was not only meticulous but also had some knowledge of medicine—he was certainly no brute.
