C173 Rejected.

Chu Lin cleared his mind of distractions, sitting at a table with three others for the meal.

Old Master Han tapped the table lightly and inquired in a hushed tone, "Little Brother Chu Lin, how sure are you that you can take down the Demon Slaughter Martial Association in the ring?"

Chu Lin lifted his gaze, surveying the three companions at the table, each with a distinct aura