Very quickly.
Gao Yi and Feng Chong stepped into the center of the field.
Originally, Gao Yi and Feng Chong were both leading figures among the State Sons of State Yuan—one was the top figure of the younger generation of the Feng Family, the other was the top figure of the younger generation of the Gao Family.
Plus, the two already harbored hatred for each other.
Definitely a grand show.
For a moment, all surrounding sounds froze.
The fifty or sixty State Sons all raised their eyes, staring intently at the two, filled with anticipation.
"As expected, you've arranged for us to face each other." Gao Yi stepped to the middle, speaking indifferently, not surprised at all.
"Naturally, you and I must have a battle." Feng Chong laughed, his smile carrying a strange undertone.
"Are you confident you can win against me?" Gao Yi squinted his eyes.
"Soon enough, you'll find out." Feng Chong kept it mysterious.
