Lu Yun was a slick and tactful man, especially when it came to tricky situations. He knew well that no matter the winner of the provincial seal, the other factions would find an excuse to complain and create conflict.

Because of this, he kept their opportunities to do so to a bare minimum throughout the competition. His duels had largely been friendly affairs, as free from bloodshed as possible. At the same time, he wouldn’t easily let off anyone who threatened his life, either.

Anyone interested in the identity of the old man in gray could find out by visiting the Skandha Range. 

Although Lu Yun had conquered that place, in a sense, nobody would possibly believe that such an influential faction in the wider world would so easily obey him. Even Yuchi Hanxing, who’d witnessed it with her own eyes, was no exception....