Kun Yaoyang was unusually quiet. Arrogant as he might be, he was a true opportunist and quick to seize any chance he got.
Just as everyone was murmuring amongst themselves, Luo Shan and Yang Qi returned. The two masters looked a little disheveled. As for who won… they had been fighting for so many years; if a victor could be decided, it wouldn't have taken until today. However, the brawl had at least let them blow off some steam. Having calmed down, they had regained their masterful demeanors, and it was obvious they had reached some sort of agreement. Upon seeing the Silver-Horned Dragon Horse, they both revealed a hint of surprise.
Yang Qi glanced at Zhe Wulei. "You put some thought into this, kid."
Zhe Wulei replied respectfully, "This is a token of my sincerity. I had to give it my all."
Luo Shan waved Muhe Xiaoyu over. "Little Yu, come take a look too."
