Gu Fan's words hung in the dimly lit chamber.
"I want to join the competition."
Madam Li froze, as the hazy lust-filled look in her dark eyes vanished, instantly replaced by the sharp, calculating glare of the Gu Clan Matriarch.
She pushed against his chest, breaking the intimate embrace and taking a step back.
"Are you out of your mind?" she scoffed, crossing her arms under her heavy breasts, as the shock in her eyes was very evident, "You want to join the Joint Hunting Competition? Do you even know what that is?"
"I know it's going to be hard," Gu Fan said calmly.
"It is a meat grinder for the younger generation," Madam Li hissed, her tone dripping with condescension.
"The Bai Clan disciples are ruthless. The Ye Clan will probably secretly slip a few of their own assassins into the Bai Clan's ranks just to thin our numbers."
"You are the son of the Patriarch, even if you are just the illegitimate one."
