Zhao Xuanqi stepped down from the ring. Under the gazes of the many Divine Land Martial Artists below, he walked over to the rest area for the Divine Land competitors.
"You were certainly high-profile this time," Lu Yuanxiang said to Zhao Xuanqi with a hint of resignation.
"It's not a secret anymore anyway. Why bother hiding it?"
Zhao Xuanqi's expression was calm. He didn't think he had done anything wrong.
"That's true," Lu Yuanxiang said. "But I'm afraid there will be a lot of trouble now. You probably won't be able to watch the rest of the matches. Come with me. We're going to the Martial Arts Association Headquarters to lie low for a bit."
Zhao Xuanqi nodded, not objecting to the suggestion. Remaining at the venue under these circumstances would indeed lead to a lot of unnecessary trouble.
"Be careful, you two."
After giving a word of caution to Zhang Hongyun and Shi Huai'an, Zhao Xuanqi turned and left with Lu Yuanxiang.
