Volume 3 Chapter 116 - The Last Person to Walk Out (2/2)

“She wants to give some people a chance to speak.” At his words, Ding Ning turned his head and said calmly, “Or rather, Min Mountain Sword Sect wants to give some people a chance to speak and see how they will perform. Not allowing the spectators to speak after the competition starts means that she will allow people to speak at this time.”

Xu Lianhua’s brows did not relax. He still did not fully understand.

“Something must have happened in Min Mountain Sword Sect.”

Ding Ning looked towards the distant cliffs and said slowly, “But we cannot see them.” Then, he couldn’t help but say sarcastically with a sneer on his lips. “Some people really know how to take advantage of time.”

Some teachers were still walking on the mountain paths, not yet fully in the valley. Yet, at this time, a middle-aged man in yellow robes passed the others, walking quickly.

Everyone’s gaze focused on this yellow-robed middle-aged man.

Everyone was certain who this middle-aged man wanted to approach.

Jin Liuli, who was standing in the crude hut with her hands behind her back, showed a hint of a smile tinged in disdain and scorn. Yet, she just looked on silently without stopping this middle-aged man.

“I do not know what else this person has to say,” Nangong Caishu said coldly as she looked at the yellow-robed middle-aged man walking quickly towards them.

Her personality was one that hated evil, and was willing to talk bluntly. She knew that this yellow-robed middle-aged man was a subordinate of Palace Attendant Rong. In her view, Xue Wangxu was already dead. Palace Attendant Rong had acted on the mountain path. So, Palace Attendant Rong had no reason to send someone to speak, and whatever was said was meaningless.

Her voice was not quiet, and the middle-aged man had higher cultivation than her, so he heard the words clearly. But his expression remained calm and even held a natural subservience.

After walking around the hut, this middle-aged man stopped and bowed respectfully in front of Ding Ning.

“I do not know your final decision.” The middle-aged man spoke calmly and clearly. “But before you make your final decision, I hope that you can consider it serious… You should know, you are not just refusing the future of some people, but also a person’s sincere friendship.”

Xu Lianhua, Zhang Yi and the others stilled slightly, and did not immediately understand the middle-aged man’s meaning.

Ding Ning lifted his head and looked towards the higher parts of the mountain.

He knew that someone up higher was watching him, but he could not see them.

With just this movement, Xu Lianhua and the others understood that the middle-aged man was speaking of Crown Prince Fu Su.

“Despicable!” Xu Lianhua suddenly grew furious and shouted.

At the side, Dugu Bai smiled scornfully.

In the hands of the truly powerful, anything could be used as tactics against the enemy. Compared to these powers, lone cultivators were minuscule.

“Maybe it is not hard for you to enter the top ten, but becoming the victor is too difficult.”

The yellow-robed middle-aged man looked at Ding Ning who had not yet responded. Then he looked towards all the students on the other side of the hut, and said in a sincere tone, “You only have a few people here and face multiple times your number. If someone on your side is defeated after a round, then you will face mostly your enemies… if you are fated to not win first, it is better to not refuse someone’s goodwill.”

Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, Ding Ning’s expression remained calm. He shook his head and said, “If one is a true friend, even after their goodwill is refused, they will still think of me as a friend.”

The yellow-robed middle-aged man did not speak more and left after bowing.

Ding Ning’s calm caused Xu Lianhua and the others to quickly calm down. They looked at the students in the distance and knew the middle-aged man’s words were not unreasonable.

Looking over, there were 37 students, four times their number.

If more people on their side were eliminated in the first round, then only two or three would be on their side in the remaining twenty students. They were low on power.

But the yellow-robed middle-aged man who was leaving suddenly stilled.

A person slowly walked out of the students ahead of him and headed towards Ding Ning’s group.

That person seemed to fear the cold and wore thicker robes than everyone else.

Xu Lianhua, Xia Wan and the others saw this, shock climbing onto their faces.

Li Xixing?

Translator Ramblings: Fu Su has good intentions, but everyone around him uses him for their own aims.