Atop Thousand-Saints Mountain stood an abandoned temple, deserted for years.
At this moment, outside the temple, snow was piled high. The place, usually peaceful and serene, was suddenly disturbed by the sound of hurried, chaotic footsteps.
Crowds surged toward the spot where Master Morgan was standing, everyone wanting to catch a close look at this legendary grandmaster.
But as they got closer, they realized that behind the temple on Thousand-Saints Mountain, the place where Master Morgan stood was actually a sheer cliff at the mountain's peak.
There was no path at all leading up to the summit. From below, all anyone could do was look up from afar at Master Morgan, standing alone and aloof on that isolated platform.
“Master Morgan is already here! Where’s Master Lin from Seacrest? Why hasn’t he shown up yet?”
“Could it be that he’s scared? After all, Master Morgan’s reputation is long established, and that trick he just pulled—walking across a bridge of snow from the sky—was downright mystical. If Master Lin from Seacrest was already in the crowd and saw that, maybe he’s already lost his nerve!”
“That’s true. Master Morgan’s skills are practically supernatural. I hear Master Lin from Seacrest is still pretty young, maybe not steady enough yet. So if he chickens out at the last minute, it’s only natural.”
The crowd buzzed with speculation, everyone whispering to each other.
All eyes were on Master Morgan up above, while in their hearts, people looked down on the still-absent Master Lin from Seacrest.
“Chairman Summer, long time no see. Your Summer Family’s been riding high in Seacrest lately, but the wheel of fortune turns. This time, it’s the Zuo family’s turn.”
Zuo He emerged from the crowd, his weathered face deeply lined. As he looked at Sawyer Summer, a glint of sharpness and amusement flashed in his eyes.
Ever since the Zuo family’s downfall, most of their assets had been snapped up by the Summer Family, which made Zuo He burn with resentment.
Now that Master Morgan was back, Zuo He had been fiercely competing with the Summer Family for business projects.
“It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? You’re looking well, Patriarch Zuo,” Sawyer Summer nodded, glancing at him.
“Of course! After all, I get to watch Master Lin from Seacrest die at Master Morgan’s hands with my own eyes!” Zuo He laughed heartily. “Did you really think bringing in Master Lin from Seacrest would let your Summer Family rest easy?”
“No matter whether Master Lin from Seacrest is too scared to show up after seeing Master Morgan’s mystical skills, or he simply never came, nothing can stop him from dying at Master Morgan’s hands today!”
Zuo He’s face was full of smug satisfaction.
“You’re old enough to know better, but here you are cursing Master Lin to death. Takes some thick skin. Back then, who was it clinging to life like a beaten dog?”
Beside Sawyer Summer, Summer Mu’s expression was icy as he shot Zuo He a cold glare.