312 Shocking Turn of Events

Even if it was the middle of the night, the arena seemed pretty full. 

It was a simple arena, a large square platform surrounded by a rising staircase-like structure where many cultivators sat and waited for the match.

It seems that it was an event that brought many people to watch, who wouldn't enjoy a bloodbath at the middle of the night, especially if the one expected to be killed was an old has been while the one who'll be taking him down is no one but the 'Young Master' of the sect, a person who is promised the seat of the Sect Master himself once he grows older.

I was the villain here, and they're all waiting for a good end to my story and see me becoming a stepping pebble not even a stone since I'm so insignificant to them.

An elder approached the arena as the two of us were standing a few feet apart.