All four of them were not interested in the championship title and as for the territorial rights in the Forsaken Land…
It was merely a joke to let those four well-off young masters develop a city in that remote and desolate land.
"We'll talk more at that time," Qi Xia declined to comment.
So, the other three did not say anything else.
A day passed by in the blink of an eye. Sunlight sprinkled on the land as the final round of the Longxuan Empire's inter-academy tournament was about to start.
The venue was packed with crowds who wanted to spectate the most exciting battle of the tournament and see the rumored warlock.
Almost everyone in Blizzard City was there, and the venue that could accommodate tens of thousands of people had been forcefully crammed with about 30 thousand spectators. Everyone had to squeeze together, and it was difficult even to take a single step.
