'A martial arts tournament to find a Prince Consort?'

Darryl was taken aback; he sprang to his feet and brooded over the bad news!

'Isn't that supposed to take place in two months? It's been only half a month. Why has it started already?'

'No way! I have to head to New World quickly and pick up Yvette!'

Darryl urged his followers in haste. "Come on; we're going to the New World Royal City!"

"Sect Master!"

Eldest Dragon teased Darryl for his over nervousness. "Relax! There is no need to