The commentator shouted excitedly: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a conclusion to this exciting match! Both warriors did their best, fighting honorably, but only one can emerge victorious. Here we have our winner, River Lord!"

After Bo Qing was showered with cheers and applause, he finally received the prize: a large amount of money and materials, but most importantly: the grandmasters organizing this event would personally fulfill a request!

Of course, this could not be anything unreasonable, but there were still many options to choose from: finding lost relatives, forging a weapon, an opportunity to take revenge or just more wealth. It all could be done.

Just when Bo Qing was considering what to request, a large commotion occurred. Stairs made from shimmering light descended from the tallest stand. A figure emerged, walking down slowly. With the sun blazing behind him, it seemed like a deity graced the earth. He was a man clad in pristine white armor that glowed faintly, as though it had been forged in the heavens itself. Long golden hair cascaded behind his back, swaying with every step. His eyes remained closed, as he said with a light smile: "Oh brave warrior, my sincerest congratulations for your victory. You may come with me to voice your request."

Even in his past life, he had heard the tales of this man, now with his appearance in front of him, he remembered clearly. He was the Dawnbringer, the Radiant One, Yao Guang!

He spoke with a humble tone: "I'm truly honored, then this lowly warrior shall follow your lead."

Yao Guang led him to a small, quiet room. The walls were empty, with only a large desk occupying the center space. Behind it was a marble throne covered with sheats of animal fur. "Please do excuse this peculiar appearance, it is just that sitting here for an extended period of time gets rather uncomfortable."

Yao Guang sat down on the throne and looked at him: "Now that we have left the noise, we can talk more freely. Please take a seat."

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Bo Qing sat down on a simple chair. He knew this was a simple tactic to psychologically influence him. Yao Guang himself and the throne to intimidate him, the animal fur, small room and kind words to make him feel closer and more equal. A clear contradiction.

Yao Guang's calm, yet authoritave voice spoke out again: "Do forgive Lady Rong Huo's absence, she's currently extremely busy and unfortunately could not make it. Now, let us get to the main topic. Tell me, River Lord, is there anything that you desire?"

Bo Qing searched his memories. Rong Huo must be the other grandmaster in charge of the tournament. Unlike Yao Guang, not much was known about her, other than that she was a blacksmith. He pretended to think for a bit before replying: "Sir Dawnbringer, is it possible to reserve my request for the future?"

Yao Guang was quiet for a moment, but his expression did not change before giving an answer: "This can certainly be done, however, I must ask: are you absolutely sure?

Bo Qing nodded without hesitation. The help of two grandmasters would be much more useful in the future, he was sure of it.

Yao Guang sighed: "Then so be it. Contact me whenever you you'd like to use your request. I must admit, River Lord, that I have never heard of you before today. I was rather surprised, a man of your caliber does not often go unnoticed."

Bo Qing had already prepared for such questions: "I have been living in seclusion until now, training and cultivating inside a nameless cave. I recently came out to test my strength against the rest of the world."

Yao Guang nodded: "I see. In that case, you had nothing to do with the slaughter of Blessed Spring clan, am I correct?"

Bo Qing tensed and internally cursed. He should have silenced the remaining members, this was a major oversight that he could only blame on himself. He glanced at Yao Guang. This man definitely knew that he was the perpetrator, but it was unclear what intentions he had.

He showed a confused expression: "Sir Dawnbringer, I'm afraid I have no knowledge of this event."

"You see, there is a rather special sword in Blessed Spring clan, and it has garnered my interest. But it is quite inconvenient for me to personally retrieve it."

Bo Qing knew that there was only one answer to this: "Sir Dawnbringer, I would gladly bring you this sword, please allow me to help."

Yao Guang pleasantly smiled: "You truly are a good person, then I can only bother you. Go, I'll be waiting for the good news."

Bo Qing was in deep thought while he left. Yao Guang obviously sent him on an errand, it was just that he had no way to refuse. Otherwise, he might be executed in the name of "justice".

He frowned; he did not want to be stuck beneath Yao Guang for the rest of his life. His original plan was to leave before news of the massacre arrived, but Yao Guang's information network was better than expected. Perhaps if he had retained his memories, he wouldn't have made such a inaccurate estimation.

But there was something else that he had to do right now. It was time to speak with Lü He.