"So, it's true? That little debacle we've been hearing about?" one voice whispered, cutting through the hum of the crowd.
"Bastard! If only it were me…" another growled, laced with envy.
"Wrong! I heard he actually managed to find her an antidote and won her over that way," someone countered, their tone skeptical yet intrigued.
"Bullshit! I bet he had his way with her and is now blackmailing her!" a more cynical voice spat, dripping with disdain.
The coliseum boomed with murmurs, complaints, and praises alike, the air thick with curiosity, envy, and grudging admiration. Every corner buzzed with speculation about the Seer and the rumors surrounding him and Ling Yue.
"Calm down!" boomed the King's commanding voice, silencing the crowd instantly.
"Please, gentlemen, we are here to discuss cultivation and its infinite implications. Let's not get distracted," reinforced Zhihui, the royal scholar, his voice steady but firm as he tried to redirect the attention.
