It was a big day of battle for the others. She got changed into her new dress and attire. It fit like a glove. The thin shawl over her shoulders and a veil almost completely obscuring her features.

She contemplated for a moment, but then decided to pin her locks up with jade hairpins before changing into a pair of provided snow-white boots. 

She stepped into them and then attached her new badge before staring into the mirror. Well, she barely recognized herself. "Well, let's go." She muttered to herself and left the room, ironically at the exit where she had left her keys at the desk, she encountered the same young woman from before. 

The woman from yesterday mustered Yin. "Well, I'd say you clean up nicely." 

"Thank you." Yin mustered her as well. "So do you." 

The woman reminded her somewhat of Yu Hua in her demeanor, before she had come to know him better. Then a carriage arrived and picked her up as Yin started to walk off. 

"I don't think that will be necessary, student mine." She heard a familiar voice. 

"Teach." She turned and looked at Chen Xin, who was running over to him. "Why the ever living are you picking me up?" 

"Well, I am your Master, no? I ought to occasionally pick you up, especially when it's your brother's big day and you are a guest of the Clan." He explained. "Aside, I seem to have timing, and this is probably the only chance in a while I will be able to see you before you return to Poseidon." 

"Alright," she grinned, and they marched past the carriage with the young woman, where Yin would not help herself but shoot over a Victory sign. Now beat that, accompanied by a douluo. The woman gave her the nastiest of looks before she passed by with her carriage. 

"Was that truly necessary?" He asked her 

"No, but it was fun." She told him and then smiled behind her veil, amusement in her voice. "And a spirit master afraid of a little trouble is a bad spirit master, it's a Shrek rule." 

"I see, an interesting rule indeed. It explains a lot." They arrived at the arena quickly, picking up breakfast on the way. The arena was imposing, just as it had been on the first day she had seen it. They joined Gu Rong and Ning Fengzhi as they marched to their positions of honor. Ning Fengzhi's loge had a premium spot where one could see everything, with the two douluo taking up behind him. 

Yin ran forward, going on her tiptoes to see better, staring down at the Arena when the contestants walked in. She raised her hand and waved over to Ning Feng, who was apparently benched with a few others she did not recognize. There was also someone standing with the Teachers she had not seen before. Then she looked around, noting that the only onlookers were people directly involved. 

Feng's hands wandered both up as she waved back enthusiastically. Hanging on the edge and feeling very nervous, she watched as the participants from Shrek and Spirit Hall walked into the Arena. Her inner self flinched at the sight of Lucy. "What the hell?" She muttered as her stare was fixed on her. She turned around and then pointed at her. "What is she doing here?" 

"Lucia." The sword douluo explained. "Well, she is a part of the golden generation. Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan Lucia, and the last member... well, he isn't participating, and I honestly don't remember his name he is rather unassuming. That being said, I don't like the way Lucia fights. It's nothing for a tournament; that girl fights to kill."

"I know. Believe me when I say, there is something terribly, really horribly off in her head, that girl ain't sane. She should not be in a tournament like this." She objected and looked down at the others. "Really." 

"Just wish them luck, it's not something that you can change." He said, and she nodded. He was right worrying over something she could not change was no use; instead, she'd rather that everyone came out well from the fight. 

Tang Sans' gaze wandered to her, and he tapped Xiao Wu, who turned around and then waved up to her. Xiao Wu jumped upwards and waved both hands at her. She waved back. "Good Luck!" She screamed down and then saw the others turn as well. Everyone greeted her with small gestures. 

"Well, that is an unfamiliar face." An unfamiliar voice said behind her, and she turned around. A young man with blonde hair stood there, dressed in royal robes. 

"Well, not only is the person unfamiliar, but also the conduct is horrible. Guards." An elderly man said, and she blinked, looking at him in confusion. When Ning Fengzhi interfered. 

"The young lady is a guest of mine, and I do enjoy the enthusiasm." Ning Fengzhi interruped. "Salas, you should not be so quick to call for the guards when obviously, except for a bit of youthful exuberance, is amiss. I do not see that being a crime yet." 

"Well, your companion should curb her exurbance." The elder man said and mustered his gaze, remaining on her missing arm. "Especially if she is here for charity reasons." 

Tang Yin tilted her head. A return burning on her tongue, but she didn't want to make trouble from Ning Fengzhi, who had kindly enough taken her along, so she took a deep breath, calming herself.

"Trouble breathing, well, how unsurprising," Salas added, and Tang Yin felt some of her srews turn looser when Chen Xin suddenly placed his hand on her side and calmed her shaking his head. 

She bit back the rude remark burning on her tounge.