Upon hearing Xu Zimei's words, Feng Buxiu froze for a moment, then let out a dry laugh.
"Young Master Xu makes a valid point."
"Let's enter the city," Xu Zimei nodded and took the lead, walking into the city.
Xie Changliu and the others followed closely behind.
As they stepped into the city, the bustling and lively atmosphere of White Emperor City hit them like a wave. On the crowded streets, the chaotic mix of noisy conversations and street vendors' shouts blended together.
The five great sects and three academies were set to begin their competition soon, so people from all directions had gathered here, eager to witness this ultimate showdown among the younger generation.
"Did you hear? The Dragon Demon Sect and Sin Prison are already here, and they clashed as soon as they met."
"What happened?" someone asked curiously.
"Why did they have a conflict?"
"You must not know then. The feud between the Dragon Demon Sect and Sin Prison dates back to the Ancient Era.
