As a matter of fact, as soon as Gu Fenghua and Zhong Lingxiu entered the martial arts arena, he received the news. At that time, he had the idea of watching the war. But when I thought about it later, no matter who wins or loses in this war, it is not a glorious thing. I think Gu Fenghua and Zhong Lingxiu do not want outsiders to be present. If you see someone's disgrace, you will be hated if you make trouble, so you change your mind decisively.

In any case, the outcome will be divided soon, but there is no need to worry about the safety of the two, so he stayed in the room and waited patiently for the result.

Who knows, this time two people entered the martial arts arena, after a full two hours have not come out. Hearing the news from the guard, he couldn't sit still.

He didn't worry much about Gu Fenghua's safety. He accompanied her to the city Lord's mansion and saw the five elixirs of emperor Dao made by her. He had a deeper understanding of Gu Fenghua and a stronger confidence. He knew that even if Zhong Lingxiu's strength was really advanced, it would be hard to beat Gu Fenghua. Even if he won, it would be hard to hurt her.

However, the more confident he is in Gu Fenghua, the more worried he is about Zhong Lingxiu. If Zhong Lingxiu is really just a descendant of the Zhong family, the problem is that her identity is probably not so simple. Thinking about Gu Fenghua's conjecture and his derived conjecture about the origin of Zhong Lingxiu's school, Zhu Sifang's scalp is numb. If Zhong Lingxiu has an accident, what's wrong with him? How can he tell her?

"How long have they been in?" He deserves to be the president of Yunhe chamber of Commerce. He is worried to death in his heart, but on the surface he is silent, knowing that he asked.

"Almost two hours." Lorne asked.

"It's been a long time, and there's no accident. No, I have to see." Zhu Sifang pretended to be surprised and then took out a jade card to open the door.

On the way here, he thought about it. If they didn't come out when he arrived, he would open the door anyway. If Zhong Lingxiu was in any danger, he could dissuade Gu Fenghua in time. As for whether he would be hated, he could not care so much.

"Don't worry, Mr. President. My sister knows how to handle it properly and will show mercy." Seeing that Zhu Sifang was surprised and worried, Zhong Lingjun said with disapproval.

Zhu Sifang's hand with the jade medal trembled, and the corner of his mouth also gave him a hard draw: please, what I'm worried about is not your sister's lack of propriety and ruthlessness, but her life?

Just at this time, the door in front of us was shining and slowly opened. Gu Fenghua's figure appeared in front of us. There was no fatigue on his flawless face, but a bit of strange joy. His holy robe was clean and neat, and there was no trace after the bitter battle.

"Eh, Mr President, why are you here?" As soon as the door opened, it was not Luo en or Zhong Lingjun, but Zhu Sifang. Gu Fenghua was a little surprised.

"I'll come and have a look. Where's Miss Zhu? Is she OK?" Looking at a relaxed Gu Fenghua, Zhu Sifang was slightly relieved. As the seventh grade of emperor and Saint, if Zhong Lingxiu really wants to fight to death, Gu Fenghua can never be so relaxed. However, he craned his neck and looked around the arena. He didn't see Zhong Lingxiu. He was still a little worried.