"This is one of the best fighters in the Flowing River Sect," Huang Dong said.
Our night of sleep had been great, and on the next day, we went to watch the tournament. Huang Dong gave me one of the best seats, but the problem was that he was beside me, speaking throughout the whole thing, giving me insights about each fighter.
It was nice of him, considering I did not know much about them, but it was annoying nonetheless. I did not ask him to shut up because I disliked the idea of others seeing me as an authoritarian Golden Core cultivator.
"I can see why. The girl has nice moves."
Shi Wei and Mo Huan were watching the fights with me. While Mo Huan was enjoying it — the fighters' power level was similar to his — Shi Wei was not. Those people were weak, and with my power, their fights were in slow motion, and nothing surprised me.
