Pei Ye nodded his head and handed her a handful of snacks.
Suddenly, their attention shifted as they saw dust flying on the main road, and about a dozen crown-wearing swordbearers also reined in their horses nearby, conversed for a while, then tethered their horses and came this way.
The group was immediately recognizable as belonging to a sect, with both elders and youngsters, men and women, all wearing uniform attire, and exhibiting strict etiquette. As they approached, the loud haggling at the tea stall immediately dropped by two levels.
Pei Ye turned his head to find the pugilists who had been loudly discussing nearby, were now pulling in their legs and straightening their swords, each "claiming" half as much space as before.
The Sword Selection Assembly that was about to commence in the city certainly was the focus of the entire Shaolong pugilistic world, which had been quietly hinted at since the martial contests in various states began two months ago.
