"What were the odds for Zheng Cheng at the start?"
"It seems like 45..."
"Damn...They must have become rich overnight!"
Excited chatter echoed across the Professionist Association square, where countless spectators stood.
Inside the Association, Shen Nanfeng exclaimed in surprise: "How did Zhixue give up? She could have competed with Zheng Cheng."
Zhao Yunxiao spoke nonchalantly, without a hint of emotion: "Why would the lovebirds fight each other? Either way, the outcome belongs to our Night Watchmen…"
Shen Nanfeng stood up, laughing: "Regardless, the three of them forfeited, a result witnessed by the hundred thousand people present."
"The title of champion belongs to Zheng Cheng!"
"And that world's strange item also belongs to Zheng Cheng!"
"This…" Zhao Yunxiao hesitated: "Director, aren't you worried about the other families and the people of Eagle Nation?"