Zhou Yun’s father had an ashen expression. An Elder of the sect had just been scared off by a sword slave and his demonic beast. What could be more humiliating?

The crowd was hysterical. To make matters worse, the horse seemed to be laughing at him. Blinded by rage, Zhou Yun’s father placed Zhou Yun down before he went up on the stage once more.

“Ridiculous!” A roar exploded from the higher platform at this moment. It was Sect Master Bai Tianming.

Rustle!

His ...