The torrential rain that had lasted for a day and a night finally stopped, and the atmosphere in the Shen Family's Martial Arts Arena began to liven up again.
However, this time the liveliness was different from before, feeling a bit strange.
Word of what had happened at the entrance to the Martial Arts Arena had spread inside, and now, the gazes of most of the thousand-plus people present were fixed on one spot—the seats where Shen Lang and his three companions were sitting.
Many were discussing in hushed, suppressed voices.
Without exception, the focus of their discussion was Shen Lang.
"I can't believe it. That piece of trash, Shen Lang, actually managed to get involved with three figures like them. No wonder he dares to be so arrogant!"
"I was wondering about that earlier, too. Why did the Elders suppress the matter after he killed several servants in the Shen Family, even forbidding anyone from seeking retribution? So it's because he has this kind of backing..."
