3729 Why Did He Come
His shocked eyes were fixed on the man in the navy robe. That outstanding face was… wasn’t he one of the people with that woman in red that he met in that small town?

Why was he here? And why did he want to run for City Lord? Instinctively, he looked around. His intuition told him that if he was here, then his Master would also be nearby.

Duan Yunhe’s loss of etiquette naturally surprised the people around him. Upon seeing this, the people who were sitting nearby from the Immortal Sect looked at each other. Amongst them, an Elder asked: “Yunhe? What’s going on?”

The City Lords who were sitting on either side followed Duan Yunhe’s gaze and looked at the young man. They sized him up, as if wondering what it was about him that made the Venerable from the Immortal Sect lose his etiquette.

Because Duan Yunhe couldn’t see the woman in red around him, he glanced at Qi Kang, then withdrew his gaze and sat back down and said: “Nothing.” He flicked his robe that had been splashed by the tea, then lowered his gaze to indicate that he didn’t want to say anymore.

When the few people who were sitting next to him saw this, they didn’t ask anymore questions. A guard stepped forward and cleaned up the broken teacup, then everyone turned their attention to the sixteen people standing on the platform and looked at them again.

On the platform, Qi Kang put one hand behind his back and the other on his abdomen. He just stood there quietly and let everyone look at him, as if he hadn’t noticed Duan Yunhe’s loss of etiquette. His expression remained neutral.

Although everyone said nothing, they looked at the young man and sized him up more than they would otherwise have done because they could see that Duan Yunhe’s loss of etiquette had something to do with the young man, as if… he recognised him.

Their eyes moved down and landed on the waistband of the young man which had the words ‘Qi Kang’ embroidered on it.

Qi Kang? They’d never heard of him. However, to be able to stand out from so many candidates, one could only imagine how outstanding this person must be.

“Ahem!”

The Elder of Soaring Clouds Immortal Sect stood up and looked at the sixteen people and said: “I think you all know the rules of the election. Among the sixteen of you, only four of you will be able to stand on this platform and challenge the four City Lords of our districts. The next round is a one-to-one competition, stop when necessary and do not hurt anyone’s life. As for who your opponent is? For the sake of fairness, the decision will be made by drawing lots.”

As he spoke, he waved his hand and gestured for someone to come forward with a lottery pot and said: “There are sixteen lots here with sixteen numbers. The person who picks number one will fight against the one who picks number three, opponent number two will be against opponent number four, and so on. After this round, the final eight will advance to the semi-finals and draw lots.”

After hearing this, everyone came forward and each person drew a lot, then looked at each other.

Qi Kang looked at the lot in his hand which had the number sixteen written on it, then he handed it to the person who was in charge of recording and registering it. Not long after, a board with the name tags of who was fighting against who was hung up on the side, making it clear at a glance.

Except for number one and number three who came onto the platform first, everyone else stepped aside. When the starting gong sounded, everyone around the platform suddenly became nervous and watched the fight intently between the two people on the platform.

Compared to the nervousness of the audience, the few people above the platform watched the fight on the platform calmly. And as for Duan Yunhe, he didn’t look at the fight between the two people on the platform but shifted his eyes onto Qi Kang.

He wanted to know why this person was here running for City Lord.