He was inclined to just retreat, but he had just declared his determination to the Young Master; to slink away now, weapon in hand, would be utterly humiliating!
So he clenched his teeth and glared defiantly, thrusting the Lei Wu spear into the white jade ground as he declared loudly, "I am willing to offer up this spear in exchange for the right to challenge. Who will fight in my stead?"
At this moment, Wu Bu failed to notice that the expression of the Heavenly Seal Sword Master had already turned as cold and indifferent as jade.
Ying Xiu's expression was equally at its worst. This fool was truly idiotic, exchanging his Lei Wu spear for the benefit of others, making wedding dresses for them. If someone else defeated that boy, the position of City Lord would naturally have nothing to do with him.
What was the point of this act, other than to vent some anger? He really couldn't see any other significance.
