"Sister, we're approaching Buried Immortal Lake. I heard Master is there, and the Great Grandmaster of the Liyue Sword Sect should have arrived already,"
As soon as the carriage stopped, Sima Yingjun rushed frantically to get off.
"Little brother, slow down," coaxed Sima Manli in a charming rebuke.
Sima Yingjun couldn't be bothered with that. After getting off the carriage, he realized that the lakeside was crowded with people, and he had to stand on his tiptoes to barely make out what was happening on the lake.
"Senior Bi has long been here!"
"The battle of the Grandmasters is about to start!"
"Grandmaster? What Grandmaster? That's a Great Grandmaster! Stronger than a Grandmaster!"
"Who is Senior Bi?"
"Protector of the Liyue Sword Sect, one of the surviving Great Grandmasters of our time."
"And who is that person facing Senior Bi?"
"Don't know."
"Don't know? How could a nobody be worthy of Senior Bi's personal challenge?"
