SQUEAK!
Footsteps approached quickly. The door to the private room was pushed open, and a waiter bowed as he walked in. Seeing the young swordsman, he respectfully said, "Young Master, why are you still here?"
The young swordsman put down his wine glass and gave the waiter a casual glance. "What's happened outside? Why is it so noisy?"
The waiter approached, refilled the wine glass on the table, and smiled. "It turns out that sir doesn't know; something big has happened outside."
"What happened?"
"The New Dragon Ranking's fifty-first, 'Little Golden Sword' Duan Lin, is going to duel Luo Feng. Everyone who got the news has gone to watch."
The young swordsman furrowed his brows. The sharp light in his eyes, as piercing as a sword, scanned the waiter's face. He intoned in a deep voice, "Which Luo Feng?"
"That... is the rumored Linglong Hall disciple, Luo Feng, who defeated Yi Tian, the Princely Heir of Qingyun Mansion..."
