"Young Master...."
From a distance, Housekeeper Huaa of the Tiannan Huaa Family used a thread of Divine Soul Power to awaken Huaa Wushuang from his peculiar slumber in the warmest manner.
Huaa Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, and the listless and feeble look he had before sleeping now appeared somewhat spirited.
"What is it, has someone challenged me?"
"Indeed, Young Master, it is Yem Yuan. He has challenged you in the arena. Young Master, how are your injuries?"
"Recovery is not bad, I can still fight!" Huaa Wushuang abruptly stood up.
"How did this round of the fight go?"
Following Huaa Wushuang's inquiry, Housekeeper Huaa relayed the outcomes of this round, causing Huaa Wushuang to slightly furrow his brows.
"It seems I have underestimated this Zheng Fuyun. To kill Tao Hui with one finger does show some skill. Hm, you mean to say there are still three who have yet to fight, and yet Yem Yuan chooses to challenge me?"
"That is indeed the case, Young Master!"
