A buzz of discussion rose from the crowd. No one had expected that the first person to enter the ring would be Yu Xueqian, who had nothing to do with the matter at hand.
Song Changsheng quietly regarded the opponent before him. Yu Xueqian was, undeniably, a classic beauty. While perhaps not a kingdom-toppling enchantress, her looks were still a rare sight.
Her every expression held a unique allure, capable of stirring a man's most primal urges.
"In today's arena, life and death are of no consequence. You have nothing to do with this affair, so why involve yourself?" Song Changsheng said coolly, the Treasure Gourd resting in his palm.
"Some things don't need a reason. Fellow Daoist Song, I ask for your instruction!" Yu Xueqian brandished a long sword of white jade, its edge shimmering with Sword Qi.
