While Zheng Kuang's mouth hung agape, on the other hand, the eyes of the two girls seated at the same table at him lit up.
"Junior brother! He's actually one of the two finalists!"
"Huh… as a mere Core Formation stage cultivator… he might actually be…"
As Qing Lili trailed off, Xuan and Li Shu glanced around at their newfound audience in slight surprise.
"… Hm, this is unexpected."
"Indeed. I must say, contrary to public opinion, most poets actually detest performing in front of an audience."
As far as Xuan recalled from past Immortal Feasts held here, the final fight was never held inside the VIP chamber as well, so… what made this time different?
He soon received his answer, however, as the sound of running footsteps could be heard from the direction of the back kitchen, followed by a familiar voice.
"Xuan!"
