"WOAHHHH!!!" the audience roared. "The Qianxu Sect won! My bet! My bet! Where is that bastard - ?!" someone from the audience asked as he looked around to look for the person he had a bet with.
"Even though the Nanshu Sect is strong, a second-rate sect can't compare to the four big sects." someone said as he rubbed his chin.
Qian Lin was still in shock as he watched Shu Mu slowly stand and leave the stage. His right hand holding his left numb arm. "Hey!" he called him. "What happened just now? Why did you – " he said.
"Shut up!" Shu Mu snapped at him and never looked back.
"Shixiong!" The Nanshu Sect disciples called Shu Mu and followed him as he left.
"Ah Lin!" Jing Hei called as he ran up the stage. He wanted to hug Qian Lin but Qian Lin was injured. He's afraid he'd aggravate his wounds. "Let's go down first!" he told him.
