Under the guidance of the guards from the City Lord Mansion, Zhang Xiaohao and his group stopped at the location of Qingyi Building.
"Sir, please have a seat! There is at least another hour before the Divine Clan battle begins," Qingyi Hong explained.
"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao responded and sat down on a chair.
"Qingyi Hong, we've heard that a rookie from your Qingyi Building is going to participate in the Divine Clan battle this time? Aren't you afraid of capsizing in the gutter and losing all the thousand-year foundation of Qingyi Building?" Suddenly, a disdainful voice came from the side.
"Brother Tianwang, you're out of the loop! It's said that the person competing for Qingyi Building is quite a fighter! Half a month ago, he single-handedly pressed the eighteen dogs of Jubao Building onto the ground and beat them into a pulp!" Another sarcastic voice sounded from the right.
