Xiao Yi turned and left.
But he didn't notice that at this moment, a pair of beautiful eyes were still tightly watching his receding figure.
"What a fascinating man, it would be such a pity if his true face could not be seen."
"Purple Flame, I, Shangguan Xiyue, vow to remove your mask."
Shangguan Xiyue muttered to herself, her tone neither competitive nor hostile.
What was there was a strong interest, as well as a feeling she couldn't quite explain herself.
She didn't even notice that her beautiful eyes were already filled with his silhouette, with countless figures and strong competitors in the viewing stand, but none could enter her sight in the slightest.
...
At this moment, Xiao Yi had already left the Martial Arts Arena and returned to the Demon Hunting Hall's section of the viewing stands.
"Let's go," the Hall Master said with a satisfied smile, his figure flashed, and he flew away through the air.
Xiao Yi nodded and followed.
