Pretty Girl, growing older, was gradually coming of age, and was not entirely ignorant of such matters. She could certainly feel the way that Asura looked at her, yet he never took off his mask. Perhaps, through this competition, it would be possible to verify some things.
Returning to the White Tiger Grand Hotel, Tang San's feelings were restless for a long time. He was very glad that he had gone to register with the Lion Tiger Sword Saint. Otherwise, how would he have met Pretty Girl? It must have been fate.
As he gradually calmed down, he understood why the Peacock Demon King had brought Pretty Girl to participate in the Ancestral Court Elite Tournament. Their purpose was somewhat similar to his own reason for having the Lion Tiger Sword Saint compete. This was clearly preparation for Pretty Girl's future inheritance of the throne.
