Because of the Seven Peaks tournament at the end of the month, Zhong Ming considered Molten Fire Peak, Cuixiang Mountain, and Dharma Seal Peak to be his rivals—the greatest obstacles standing in the way of Longxi Peak taking the top spot.
That was why Zhong Ming was so surprised when people from these very Peaks came looking for him.
'Are they here to eliminate a rival ahead of time? But the Seven Profound Sect isn't some Demon Sect. That's not how we do things here, is it?'
As Zhong Ming was pondering this, at the entrance to the bamboo grove, Lian Zhixia of Molten Fire Peak was scowling at Lin Yuxuan of Cuixiang Mountain.
"What are you all doing here?"
Lin Yuxuan bristled at his tone, as if he were the master of the place.
"Hmph. If you can be here, why can't we? This is Longxi Peak's territory, not yours on Molten Fire Peak. Don't you think you're overstepping your bounds?!"
