"Wah——"
In the audience of Immortal Sects, Shang Ziliang and his henchman were hollering in despair, their mournful cries echoing throughout the place.
"Why are you crying?" wailed Shang Ziliang.
"I am in pain!" replied the henchman amidst bursts of weeping.
"You only bet fifty Vermilion Bird coins, what are you so upset about?" Shang Ziliang's face contracted in distress, "I'm the one who's in pain here!"
"It's terribly painful!" the henchman responded, "I heard that the Clothes-washing River outside of Yu Capital City is the warmest and has the most beautiful scenery. You can watch the city's pleasure boats passing by and see the courtesan girls playing. Maybe we should choose that one."
"I think it's a good idea!" replied Shang Ziliang.
"..."
Their cries were not the only ones. As the tournament progressed to the midpoint, some powerful teams were eliminated one after another, their pitiful cries echoing repeatedly.
