Meng Fuyao refused the intense gaze Zhangsun Wuji was giving her. 'For two men to exchange amorous glances on such a platform? Even if you are shameless, I still want my pride.'
She calmed down and readjusted her breathing. Since things had now come to this, it would only be right to fight for a ranking befitting of Yun Hen and Zong Yue. And, to slaughter the people she wanted to slaughter!
The people that came to watch the battle were the same as yesterday. Though there were not as many spectators as in the third round, the people that came were of high status in the society — the Tiansha royalties, officials, well-known sect leaders and royalties from other nations. However, not everyone was present yet.
