Don’t regret it
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
As if sensing his glance, Feng Jiu, with the child in her arms, took a glimpse at Patriarch Luo indifferently and saw that he was withdrawing his gaze and looking ahead. She curved her lips up and laughed noiselessly.
This was just the beginning, what's the rush?
No one expected the second round to end so soon and that it was an overwhelming victory. Seeing the Luo 's clansman had broken hands and feet, everyone around him quieted down and did not make a sound.
The crowd had indescribable expressions on their faces. They couldn't help recalling Patriarch Luo's previous order, however, no one had expected that before the Luo family's people could injure his opponent, he had already suffered heavy casualties. A Celestial cultivator had his hands and feet broken like this.
After their expressions returned to normal, those few hidden families' patriarchs looked at each other, nodded and then said, "The Luo clan lost in the second round!"