As they watched the fierce aura emanating from the ice-cold swordswoman in the arena, they suddenly remembered something….0

There were many people who had not come to attend this Langya Sword Conference. Apart from those who could not be found, had other commitments, or made excuses not to come, the largest group of absentees were those from foreign lands.0

People had not forgotten that the top spot on the Ranking of Hidden Dragons had been held by Chi Li for the past two to three years. In fact, the number of foreigners on the Ranking of Hidden Dragons was not lower than the number of those of the Divine Land.2

So out of the around 250 hidden dragons, only several dozen had actually come.2

The current fourth and fifth were both foreigners and were obviously absent from the hall.0

And Xia Chichi was ranked sixth.0

In other words, after Wang Zhaoling and Situ Xiao, Xia Chichi was the highest ranked.0

With this realization, many people felt that it was quite normal for them not to go forward. 0

Thus, after waiting for about half the time it would take to make a cup of tea, many people turned their heads to the person on the right of Wang Zhaoling.1

The man who was being stared at by everyone sighed and slowly stood up. “Yang Bugui of Hongnong. Please enlighten me, Saintess Xia.”0

Yang Bugui was the seventh hidden dragon.0

If there was anyone who could be considered to be Xia Chichi’s most...0