The matches continued, and before the day’s end, there were only thirty-two opponents.
Wu Jian told Hou Jingshu about how Hua Xue wanted to talk to them after the matches ended. That was how they found themselves walking to her VIP booth after the last round of the day.
Because Hua Xue belonged to one of the Three Major Sects of the Shang Kingdom, her booth was a lot more luxurious than the average ones. The soft carpet was an icy blue. The walls were decorated with snowflakes. It looked like the Saintly Sword Sect had tried to create a winter wonderland for the ice fairies and their head elder.
“Thank you both for coming,” Hua Xue said. “Please, sit down. I’ll make us some tea.”
“We appreciate you taking the time to speak with us,” said Hou Jingshu.
Wu Jian and Hou Jingshu sat down at the table Hua Xue directed them to. Mei Xilan, Xian Fei, and Xun Xi were nowhere in sight.