In the courtyard, an ancient mottled black brush was inserted into the ground, and a young figure was standing atop its tip.

That figure was tall and slender, with a face like the deep sea, unmoving and calm, but his appearance directly ignited the people in the manor. 

All forces broke out into clamour.

“Is that the Zhou Yuan who had killed two of the Sacred Palace's chief disciples?!”  

“From what I hear, he should be!” 

“The main perpetrator finally showed up!” 

“Interesting, he could have just appeared. But to think he dared to provoke Zhao Jing of the Sacred Palace?” 

“There is going to be a good show to watch today!”  

Countless voices rang from various corners and directions within the...