The battle suddenly took a sharp turn, and Wu Heng started to gain the upper hand.
The young man who had just arrived on the island and sent a challenge to the Association was wounded, blood staining his robe red.
The surrounding islanders who were watching went from quiet to gradually buzzing again.
"I knew there was no way the Island Lord could lose to him."
"The Island Lord's swordsmanship must have been learned from Imilo."
"Fancy skills, turns out he's just a soft-shelled shrimp."
...
In the stands.
The people from the Gold and Silver Island Association could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Indeed, it was still the ever-reliable Wu Heng.
Xi Ligui removed her hand from the hilt of her sword and, glancing at the veteran mage beside her, instructed another, "End the battle immediately if someone surrenders."
"Yes, Steward," Shi Yali nodded in agreement.
