The cheers and discussions at the scene came to an abrupt halt, the place fell eerily silent. Lu Zhuang shuddered and quietly slipped away from the crowd, then found a spot to hide.
Forewarned is forearmed was Lu Zhuang's philosophy.
The victor was yet unchosen, unknowing who would win or lose. Hence, Lu Zhuang dared not immediately take sides, his only choice was to quickly find a place to hide. The other disciples dumbly remained standing where they were. Lu Shaochen turned his head to look.
Guo Yi stood in his white robes, hands behind his back, a proud hero above all under heaven.
"You entered and didn't die?" Lu Shaochen found it unbelievable.
"What about it?" Guo Yi smiled faintly, "Am I alive, to your disappointment?"
"Somewhat," Lu Shaochen quickly suppressed the shock in his heart.
