"It's truly unfortunate; the honor of winning a hundred consecutive battles was interrupted like this, and Purple Extreme Saint returned injured. With his character, this humiliation will certainly not be easily forgotten, and before long, another earth-shattering battle in the Eastern Desolate will unfold."
Mo Wangchen arrived at a certain tavern, where his ears were still bombarded with numerous discussions around him.
From this, it was apparent that the event had clearly just occurred a few days prior, with many people only recently receiving the news, and it had quickly spread from one to another.
"Does anyone know the origins of this woman?"
Amidst the crowd, Mo Wangchen quietly drank his wine, pretending to be a curious listener as he spoke.
The opponent might either be the Dragon Sparrow Empress, who was none other than his senior sister Qingyin.
But because he couldn't be too certain, Mo Wangchen naturally needed to inquire more clearly.
