Wu Changqing stood up beside him.
He looked at Cheng Kun, feeling a bit embarrassed, and sat back down.
Judging from Cheng Kun's expression, he seemed to want to fully enjoy the moment.
Didn't Yang Dingtian want to gamble? If he wins, he can hold his head high; if he loses, he would simply come up and concede.
Either way, he wouldn't lose out.
How could Zhengyang Sect do something so foolish?
Look, Cheng Kun was slowly fiddling with the ring on his thumb, not even lifting an eyelid, and lazily said:
"Hengyue Sect's leader, haven't your Hengyue Sect's actions today gone too far?"
"Indeed, we've waited this long, and only now has Chu Yi appeared. Everyone's been watching."
Wu Changqing inserted himself at the right moment.
Cheng Kun was pleased, having Wu Changqing say it was much better than saying it himself.
"The rules of the Three Sects' competition, let alone you and I, even those beneath the Battle Platform know them well."
