The people on Emperor Wu's side began to sneer.
"Did you see that? That so-called Qin Hao, the so-called dread of our Young City Lord, is simply nonexistent. If Qin Hao had the guts, he would face our Young City Lord's challenge and come out to fight."
Someone smirked, eyes filled with contempt.
"Exactly, Qin Hao is just an empty name. What battlefield first place? Only our Young Master is worthy of such a title. Qin Hao is nothing more than an ant from the lower world. What right does he have? He's not qualified."
Another person spoke, continuing to sneer.
Even those who supported Qin Hao were somewhat silent at this moment.
Because Qin Hao truly hadn't stepped forward; there had been no news for more than a hundred days.
On the battlefield, how could he not be aware of Emperor Wu's challenge to him?
In this situation, there was only one possibility, and that was that Qin Hao dared not face the challenge and had hidden away.
