As the crowd dispersed, news of the battle at the Meteor Festival began to spread throughout the Meteor Sea Region at top speed.
"I wonder if his name will make it onto the Hidden Dragon List?"
Everyone was intensely curious.
...
「At night.」
Inside a gloomy great hall.
"I refuse to accept this! Why did I lose!" Meng Zihao's voice was filled with a boundless rage, a fire that threatened to burn everything to ash.
Proud as he was, he simply could not accept the fact that he had lost to Ning Jiang.
The blow from this battle had been too great.
"What is there to be upset about?" At that moment, a drifting, ethereal voice echoed through the hall, startling the furious Meng Zihao.
Meng Zihao was startled. He looked up and saw a pair of icy eyes staring at him from the darkness ahead.
"Black Envoy, what are you doing here?"
