The heavy, suffocating silence stretched to its absolute limit under Wu Shan's icy cold stare.
The guests held their breath, braced for the terrifying eruption of a Nascent Soul expert whose pride had just been publicly trampled.
Instead, the tension shattered in the most unexpected way.
Wu Shan's rigid features suddenly broke, and a loud, booming laugh echoed through the pavilion.
"Hahaha! Magnificent! A truly magnificent fight, Young Master Tang! It was an absolute marvel to witness!"
He leaned forward, shaking his head with a display of perfectly crafted magnanimity. "Well, I must admit, I am a little saddened to see my own son suffer a loss tonight. However, seeing a new dragon soar so spectacularly within my Thousand Waves City is a joyous occasion that far eclipses a single defeat. Furthermore, I must sincerely apologize for Junjie's unruly behavior. He spent too much time hunting beasts and forgot his noble manners."
