The Peak Masters looked at her determined expression, some sighing in disappointment, others shaking their heads at her stubbornness. They slowly retreated, returning to the grand gallery with lingering glances.
Lin Yao walked past the staring crowd and returned to the side gallery. She stopped before Su Ming, bowing her head. "Master, I could not defeat her completely."
She looked sad.
Su Ming smiled, his eyes warm as he reached out, handing her some high-quality spirit replenishing pills. "You did well. Now sit and rest."
Lin Yao finally smiled, the coldness in her eyes melting away as she sat down, closing her eyes to recover her Qi.
But as the tournament concluded and the crowd began to disperse, a low shadow fell over the gallery. From the grand gallery, a group of Tiger Peak elders stepped forward, their faces dark and hostile as they looked down at the White Lotus Peak section.
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