But let's wind back to a quarter of an hour earlier, in another pavilion within White Jade Capital, Duan Fenhai efficiently defeated a peer from Shushan, securing his promotion slot.
Just as he stepped off the stage, he saw Guan Shanyue coming down from the spectator stand's staircase and greeting him.
"What's your draw number?" Duan Fenhai casually asked.
"Three seven four nine," Guan Shanyue answered, "The first battle is likely scheduled for the day after tomorrow."
"Troublesome," Duan Fenhai shook his head and scoffed, "With so many contenders, the majority has no chance of advancing, so why bother crowding into White Jade Capital?"
"It's naturally to broaden one's horizons," Guan Shanyue said leisurely.
"How does one broaden their horizons?" Duan Fenhai retorted, "By getting onto the battlefield and crying for their fathers and mothers when defeated? Is that what you call broadening horizons?"