"Sect Head, what do you think of allowing Left Hall Master to arrange the contenders for the tournament?" Clan Leader Tang Zhi asked Tang Sen.
Compared to Tang Luo's indifference, Tang Zhi preferred Tang Zuo's passion. Although he knew the vast gap between the clan's martial artists and the sons of Saint Lord, he hoped it wouldn't be taken for granted that they will lose without putting up a fight.
This was not just about profits, but also a demonstration for all the houses of Xiling; even if they were to lose, they must do so uniquely. That was his baseline requirement.
The First Head of the Martial Hall, Tang Sen, in his usual calm manner, replied: "I've no objections."
The world of the Grands only understood by themselves. Although he had never seen old Xu fight, more than a decade ago, in Yuanzhou he saw Xu Changfeng's tactics.
