He said coldly, "Go on."

Hearing Shen Qianjun's chilling voice, Xu Zhenyang didn't take it to heart and continued:

"Of course, to reflect the strength of each party, we will allow them to seek external assistance, but the age limit is 25. What do you all think?"

When he asked everyone how things were, he was actually asking how Shen Qianjun was doing. They had all planned it out beforehand; based on their understanding of Lingyan Pavilion, they wouldn't be able to invite anyone who could help, so they deliberately said that.

Is there anything else?

"This competition is mainly an internal exchange within Feihong City. It's best to keep things peaceful. To avoid damaging everyone's harmony, let's stop here and decide the winner."

Xu Zhenyang, fearing that Shen Qianjun might worry about his disciple's safety, made a special explanation.

"What a fine example of valuing harmony."

Shen Qianjun looked at them coldly and said sarcastically.

"Lord Shen, please don't be angry. We're just discussing this with you. Please feel free to raise any questions you may have."

"Hehe, let's discuss it, bring it up, hehe, anything else?"

Shen Qianjun really wanted to slap him across the face.

Xu Zhenyang of Guiyi Tower, Pei Ming of Biyun Pavilion, and Sui Yong of Haotian Mansion exchanged glances, and they all understood each other.

"To prevent going back on your word, you must make a vow."

The elders of Lingyan Pavilion were furious. "What do you mean? Are you afraid that Lingyan Pavilion can't afford to lose?"

"Don't misunderstand, we are all the same, and we all have to take an oath."

Shen Qianjun sneered inwardly. This was even more in line with his wishes. These people had thought of everything for him, making things even simpler.

They then went on to discuss many more details.

"Time and place."

"One month later, the decisive battleground in Flying Rainbow City."

"That's settled then, everyone please go back."

Guiyi Tower, Biyun Pavilion, Haotian Mansion—let's see who laughs last.