The crowd was getting riled up, and Yuan Wenji’s loss had been deeply embarrassing. With the tides against him, Yuan Zhengchu had no choice but to retreat. His face remained livid as he marched off, the rest of the Yuan clan trailing behind him.

Knowing that there was no way to salvage the situation anymore, Wu Wei swiftly left the scene as well. He was frustrated by how Sang Hong had refused to help them, and didn’t even bother bidding him farewell.

Wu Qing shot Zu An a sharp glare before leaving with her father. This fellow has foiled our Wu clan’s plans. Hmph! I’ll get Pan Long and Fu Feng to think up something to settle this grudge!

Jiang Luofu stood up as well. She had planned to question Zu An, but the crowd of spectators dissuaded her from it. There would be plenty of time to do so when they were back at Brightmoon Academy.

Seeing Jiang Luofu stand up, Ji Dengtu quickly lowered his head guiltily and walked away. As he did so, he thought about how that lad from the Yuan clan had broken his ki meridian and would surely require treatment. Another tidy sum flowing into my pockets then. Heh, little Zu An, I’m liking you more and more!

After Jiang Luofu took her leave, most of the men who had been ogling at her quickly lost interest in the Clans Tournament and dispersed.

Xie Yi clasped his fist toward...