While Zhao Xuanqi and the others were forming their alliance...
In a certain residence in Jinmen.
"My Lord, the Jinmen Martial Arts Association rejected our request for a meeting. They claim the competitors need to prepare for the tournament in peace and should not be disturbed. Their stance was quite firm."
A subordinate reported to Hong Luan, who sat in a chair at her desk. Dressed in white, her appearance was androgynous.
"Rejected? As expected. What's the news from Jinling?"
Hong Luan's expression was calm. She would have found it far more suspicious if the Martial Arts Association Three Elders had given in so easily.
