At that moment, all she wanted to know was the name of the person who had stolen her heart for the first time.
There were three individuals in the corner of the arena. Xia Jingyu, a silver-haired youth, and a youth with thick brows and big eyes quietly sat in the corner.
"Master Jingyu, who is the youth in the purple robe? Why haven't I heard of him if he is Level Four of the Martial Path? I believe I have seen all the gold students above rank 10," the youth with thick brows said, a perplexed look on his face.
Xia Jingyu, with a mystified look on her face said, "It's really weird, I do not recognize him either. I'm fairly certain that he is not a gold student."
Still, Xia Jingyu could not shake the feeling that she had seen this purple-robed youth in the past. However, she could not associate this person with any other nobles that she recognized.
The silver-haired youth's face flooded with contempt, "You're still garbage!"
