"Yuchen, there has been no small amount of talk coming out of the Northern Region Ruins lately. Rumor says a new demon king was born there, one still so young and already carrying the bearing of that Demon Venerable of the old days..."
"And that Yino, the one who took the tournament champion, beat both Nangong Xi and Wen Ruzhi with his own hands. He's riding high at the moment, blessed by the heavenly mandate. That boy is too dangerous. Best not to offend him further..."
"Yuchen, safety first in all things. We elders would rather you stay in the Lin mansion and not take this risk!"
In the ancestral hall of the Lin mansion, several old men in divination robes sat on azure dragon chairs and sighed with the weariness of age. Lin Yuchen stood before them, sullen and openly defiant.
"It's a tournament champion, nothing more. What's so impressive about that..."
"Back in my day, I was a tournament champion too."
