C80 Dominating the Yishui Town

As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight kissed the earth, Zhang Yu had already freshened up. Cloaked in a black robe that lent him an air of mystery, he escorted Bai Sheng to the Martial Arts Practice Field.

The field was bustling with people, yet a hushed calm prevailed. Conversations were subdued, and most attendees remained silent, a tense aura of anticipation hanging in the air