It has been a while since Ziqing got here and the people from Mountguard were still nowhere to be found.

The spectators kept staring at the entrance in anticipation. Of course, they weren’t excited to see the “geniuses” of Mountguard, only the Virtuous Crown.

“They’re putting up quite a show, want to be fashionably late or something.” A few lost their patience and complained.

“Hmph, I don’t think it’s like that. They probably escaped back to Mountguard, aware of their inferiority compared to Miss Zhou. The so-called battle is nothing but a delaying tactic.”

“A monk can hide but not his temple.” Ziqing sneered.

Some listeners shuddered. Everyone...