"Hahaha! Could this be true? Young Master Zhao chased the great demon Feng Tianxu with a single move!"
The crowd erupted with mockery, their voices dripping with derision.
"You can say so. Not long ago, Feng Tianxu was strutting around, full of arrogance, thinking he had it all figured out. Now, he's out just like everyone else," a voice sneered.
"Now what? His days might be over," another added. "He angered the daughters of Elder Lin before he was even eliminated, and now, even more trouble's waiting for him."
"His confidence was boundless, all because he thought he would join a supersect. But who would've thought Young Master Zhao would shatter his dreams before they even had a chance to take root?"
The words of the crowd were laced with scorn. Feng Tianxu, his face twisted with frustration, longed for a hole to crawl into.
But the powerful auras locking onto him from all directions made escape impossible.
