Inside the room, Ah Yin, who was lightly made-up, glanced briefly at the recent updates before closing her makeup case.
There was nothing in the latest updates that concerned her, nor any juicy gossip to indulge in, so naturally, she wasn't particularly interested.
Meanwhile, in a nearby hotel room, Liu Erlong was also lazily browsing the recent updates before closing her eyes again to continue resting.
She planned to rest until noon, then rent a carriage to return to Heaven Dou Imperial City.
This trip to Soto City had fulfilled its purpose—she had successfully met Zhao Ling and learned about the two other lucky ones who could read the Zhao Ling Diary Copy.
Moreover, her relationship with Zhao Ling and Ah Yin wasn't bad. The only exception was that woman from the Spirit Hall. She and Liu Erlong seemed to be at odds from the start, with an inexplicable tension between them.
After breakfast, Zhao Ling and Ah Yin shared a carriage with Bibi Dong en route to Spirit City.
Chrysanthemum Douluo, who was originally riding with Bibi Dong, had switched carriages.
This was all thanks to Zhao Ling constantly reaching out with his "perverted pig hands" toward the two women, acting so shamelessly that even Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't bear to watch. Embarrassed, he quickly moved to the second carriage.
Zhao Ling was rather pleased with this outcome. No wonder that guy could survive up to the eve of the Spirit Empire's fall—with his sharp instincts, he was much better than many arrogant fools.
Without Chrysanthemum Douluo's watchful eyes, Zhao Ling became even more unrestrained, causing the two women in the carriage to giggle nonstop.
Meanwhile, around noon, Liu Erlong boarded a carriage back to Heaven Dou Imperial City. Since Zhao Ling and the others had already left Soto City, she had no reason to stay behind.
However, what they didn't know was that around 3 PM that day, four carriages rushed into Soto City in a cloud of dust.
Three gray-haired elders, accompanied by over a dozen people, got out of the carriages and made a beeline for the Great Spirit Arena.
They didn't even bother to buy tickets, barging in with an aggressive aura. The guards at the entrance couldn't stop them. Anyone who dared try was beaten up severely.
Many spectators watching the matches didn't even have time to react before they were pushed aside or knocked over—some were even trampled.
Their rude intrusion quickly caught the attention of the senior officials of the Great Spirit Arena.
Though the officials were furious, there was little they could do. The matching attire of these intruders clearly identified them as members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The arena manager hurried out, forcing a smile as he approached the three elders and briefly introduced himself.
"Greetings, esteemed guests. I am the manager of the Great Spirit Arena. May I ask what brings you here today?"
The Grand Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan gave a cold snort, his white beard trembling as he spoke with a grave tone:
"Bring out that Zhao brat! Or take us to him. That bastard dared to humiliate the two young masters of our clan and trample on our family's dignity. He must pay a heavy price!"
The Second Elder also snorted coldly and kicked a poor bystander at his feet, sending him flying two meters away and coughing up blood.
"That's right. Anyone who dares disrespect the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan must die! We don't want to cause trouble for your Great Spirit Arena—just tell us where that Zhao guy is. Once we capture him, we'll return to Heaven Dou City immediately. Don't make the mistake of standing in our way, or the consequences won't be something you can handle."
The elder didn't even glance at the injured man. His eyes were full of menace.
If the arena didn't hand over Zhao today, then the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wouldn't hold back.
Sure, the arena had helped them treat Yu Xiaogang's injuries multiple times in the past. But in their view, the arena had also enabled Zhao to humiliate him in the first place.
If the arena hadn't allowed Zhao to bully that useless Yu Xiaogang, would a mere young man in his twenties or thirties have dared lay a hand on their clan's young masters?
He even beat the eldest young master into a half-wit! And now the arena dared say they hadn't enabled him?
"Damn it…" The arena manager felt like cursing out loud, speechless with frustration.
He had gone out of his way to treat Yu Xiaogang so well. Even after Yu's beating, the arena had sent high-level healing spirit masters to treat his injuries.
And yet these three old fogeys showed no gratitude. Instead, they barged in and let their juniors run wild, completely disrespecting his authority.
Suppressing his anger, the manager spoke each word slowly and clearly:
"Don't you know? The Spirit Hall team's final match ended yesterday, and Zhao Ling didn't show up at the arena this morning. They've likely returned to Spirit City by now.
You didn't send anyone earlier. Now that they're gone, you come here demanding justice? What a joke."
"What!? The Spirit Hall and that Zhao brat have already left? Are you sure you're not lying?"
The Third Elder's face immediately turned furious. They had set out the very morning after finding out Yu Xiaolong had been beaten into an idiot, thinking they could catch Zhao easily.
But to their dismay, Spirit Hall and Zhao had already left in the morning—and they had only arrived in the afternoon, completely missing them.
"Lying? Why would I lie? Zhao Ling definitely didn't show up today. And Spirit Hall's last match was yesterday. They're gone, end of story. Believe it or not!
I even thought your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, being one of the three top clans, would understand the concept of repaying kindness.
Yet what did I get? You barge into my Great Spirit Arena causing chaos and even injure our guests.
So your clan's young masters get humiliated and now you think you can trample on our dignity and treat our guests like garbage?
Please, leave immediately. From now on, neither dogs nor people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan are welcome in my Great Spirit Arena!"
The three elders were infuriated by the manager's sarcastic words and wanted to explode with anger, but the thousands of watching eyes made them realize how poorly they had handled the situation.
If word got out, their clan would be branded as bullies who abused their power