Casual Exploitation

"Where have you been, Master Mujin?" Hu Rong's puzzled voice rang out from the side as Michael made his way through the sect courtyard.

"Busy. Is everything set up?" Michael questioned, receiving a curt nod in response.

"Yes... we only need Elder Li to announce the participants, and we can start at a moment's notice."

"I see... Also, why did no one inform me that there would be other competitions aside from this duel?" Michael asked, narrowing his eyes.

On his way down, he'd decided to snoop a little, and what he found out was that, apart from his sect, the other sects had a tournament format of their own.

Better yet, it seemed Elder Li was aware of this as he was in the midst of discussing it with them as well.

'Is he a traitor?' Michael couldn't help but think.

Alas, it was too late to worry about it now—he just had to deal with it head-on.

And the first step was simply to win this dueling tournament.