A courtyard deep within the Martial Arts Garden.
A young woman lay lazily on a chaise lounge, holding a piece of paper in her hand.
"Lin Chen, a disciple of Jingshui Martial Arts Hall, has achieved Small Success in Clear Wind Palm. Interesting indeed."
"Elder, do you need me to find out why Lin Chen, who practices the Clear Wind Palm, became a disciple of Jingshui Martial Arts Hall?"
The referee who had spoken to Lin Chen earlier now stood respectfully in front of the woman and asked.
"No need."
The woman's arm, as fair as white jade, was raised: "It's just that kind of thing, keep an eye on it. We can send more martial artists his way, preferably those from the Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall."
As if imagining something amusing, the corners of the woman's mouth lifted slightly: "Arrange for those who have achieved Small Success in Clear Wind Palm from Clear Wind Martial Arts Hall to duel with him, but do not expose Lin Chen's affiliation with Jingshui Martial Arts Hall."
