Thunderous cheers erupted from around the Great Luo city gate!
He won, Qin Wushuang had won and the enemy had lost! Most importantly—
Qin Wushuang had won brilliantly and the enemy had suffered a total defeat.
Qin Wushuang glanced at all the people of the Nine Palace with a pair of sharp eyes. He looked at Hong Yinchuan without any pity. What he experienced at the moment was merely the rush of beating a drowned animal: "Mister, you've lost. I believe you haven't forgotten our bet from before, right?"
Qin Wushuang waved his hand and those people guarding the city gate immediately understood as each of them made a path with smiles of exultation. They made space to allow the six disciples of the Nine Palace room.
Zhao Muzhi said with extreme delight: "Friends of the Nine Palace, please go ahead. Weren't you guys in a rush to go into the city a moment ago? Please, please, this time, no one will stop you."
