"Well, perhaps this truly is my destiny?" Chen Mumu sighed deeply, caressing his beloved silver spear, his face full of worry.
Just then, commotion arose outside.
Someone came to report: "Sect Leader, it's bad. Brother Mu actually went to provoke the Long Sword Sect!"
"What?" Chen Mumu felt he had misheard: "Mu Yang went to provoke them? Are you sure?"
"Sure, just ten minutes ago, he appeared outside our moat. Upon hearing someone belittle our Silver Spear Sect, he turned around to challenge the Long Sword Sect."
Chen Mumu staggered, nearly falling headlong: "Let's go, I want to watch the battle. Although Mu Yang is unreliable, his martial arts talent far surpasses mine. I can die, but Mu Yang cannot!"
Not even bothering to put on shoes, Chen Mumu grabbed the silver spear in his hand and dashed straight toward the Long Sword Sect.
Outside the Long Sword Sect.
A sea of people.
At least a thousand people.
