"Young Master Eric. How about we have a round on the stage? I have wanted to see the genius from the Fire God Clan that has been shadowed by their first young master. Or everything is simply a lie?"
The taunt resounded across the hall as everyone looked at Eric.
"Young Master." The two 8-Star Martial Saint Elders were looking at him.
"Fighting against him is my fault. However, seeing that Blackwade Clan is indeed siding with Spirit Nest, we will need to show our prowess as our reputation has taken a huge hit not long ago. If I don't take this fight, our clan might even start declining as soon as the information spread. To think I have been checkmated with a single misstep. I have miscalculated the relationship between Spirit Nest and Blackwade Clan." Eric narrowed his eyes and released his killing intent.
"If Young Master go to the stage, there is a possibility—"
