Gathering

Hearing the referee's judgment, Lou Cheng collected himself. He put his hands together, bowed, then turned and walked towards the changing room entrance at the end of the stadium. In his ears, he seemed to be able to hear sighs from miles away.

Ke Ke, Yan Xiaoling, and Brahman must be feeling disillusioned, even more so than me…

He retrieved his phone from Auman after entering the aisle. Saw Yan Zheke's text right as he lit up his screen.

"I wasn't expecting The Clown to put his life on the line…[shocked doge]"

"Yeah, neither did I… He treated the arena match like a life-and-death battle… [covers face and sighs]" replied Lou Cheng.

Despite being fully aware of Gu Jianxi's battle style, he wasn't expecting his opponent to go to such extreme lengths after exchanging merely a few moves. His own wellbeing never meant a thing to him as long as he could hurt his opponent.