Zhang Biao's altercation with Shang Yunfeng was, for Chen Hai, nothing more than a minor interlude.
It didn't matter whether their strength was several times or even tens of times greater; as long as they were not yet True Immortals, they would hardly catch his eye.
He found Shang Yunfeng offensive, but at most he would ensure his elimination in the grand competition, nothing more.
As for what Zhang Biao might do or how he might react after Chen Hai left?
It had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't be bothered to care.
With hands clasped behind his back, Chen Hai strolled leisurely for just a turn or two in the vast valley when Ye Qingqing, leading the Sect's senior members, descended into the valley.
At nine in the morning, the grand competition of the Bloodthirsty Sect officially began.
Before that, Chen Hai had met with his wife, Ye Qingqing, and they had exchanged a few casual words.
