"Let them come. It's a good opportunity to get rid of them once and for all," said Huangfu Qingjue calmly.
Everyone was shocked by Huangfu Qingjue's carefree remark.
And he made it as he stood handsomely and nonchalantly with his silky silver hair lit in a mysteriously light by the bonfire. He looked like a live painting.
Although Huangfu Qingjue hadn't made a single move in the past few days, that one magnificent sword play he had displayed had been deeply imprinted in everyone's mind even until night. Just thinking about it made them intoxicated with excitement.
"Does that mean Huangfu Qingjue will finally take part in the battle too?!" The hearts of all the disciples couldn't help but beat faster.
They no longer felt any pressure from the upcoming battle. Instead, they were filled with anticipation.
Somewhere else in the depths of Huifeng Ridge, more than a dozen men and women gathered together late at night.
