Yang Jing snapped out of his thoughts and quickened his pace to catch up with his martial brothers.
'The urgent task now is to return to the Martial Arts Hall. As for Shen Lie... I'll deal with him after the buzz from the tournament dies down. I must eliminate this menace.'
The group left the tournament grounds and walked along the stone-paved road toward West City Chengping Square. His martial brothers were still excitedly discussing the details of the tournament. At one moment, they'd cheer for Yang Jing's perilous situations on the fighting stage; the next, they'd speculate about when the Court's official announcement would be posted.
When they reached a fork in the road, Liu Maolin suddenly clapped Yang Jing on the shoulder. He said to the other junior brothers beside them, "You guys head back to the hall and let them know the news. I need a word with your Senior Brother Yang. We'll be right behind you."
