"Since that's the case, I might as well take the initiative." Qing Zhu thought for a moment and stood up, ready to take action.
Unexpectedly, Gu Xi shook his head. His gaze moved slightly and fell on a certain spot in the viewing platform below. A figure had unknowingly appeared there. It was Xie Long, who had left with his men in a sorry state earlier today.
"Looks like I don't have the time today." Gu Xi grinned. With a tap of his toes, he appeared on the stage. However, his gaze had always been fixed on Xie Long, who was on the viewing platform. "Elder Xie, why are you still here at this late hour? Your Ancient Sect should have already packed up and left."
Xie Long coldly snorted. In the next moment, his figure strangely appeared not far in front of Gu Xi. He sternly said, "Our Ancient Sect is unable to participate in this competition because of you!"
