Above the Chief.
The woman looked at the two on the martial arts arena, her brows furrowed, her face extremely grim.
Yet, she still did not take action.
Since she did not act, the dozen elders titled within the sect behind her also remained motionless under the lock of three auras.
Her cold eyes glanced at the Eight Palaces Seats and then quickly retracted.
...
On the martial arts arena, Xiao Yi pulled Yiyi along, taking steps one by one.
The entire martial arts arena spanned a full mile in range.
Yet under Xiao Yi's stride, they traversed most of it in an instant.
Meanwhile, voices of angry shouts resounded from the surrounding spectator seats.
"You, Xiao Yi the little thief, truly think our Hidden Forces are like those mundane cats and dogs outside?"
"Hidden Forces' prestige, can you truly offend it?"
"Everyone, take action and capture this thief."
Holy Moon Sect, as the leader of Hidden Forces, they supported more than half of the Hidden Forces.
