"I guess that this answers the question about whether you are disappointed or not in my group's performance. Or am I wrong?" Daniel asked with a smug grin on his face.
The green-robed man and a couple of other company heads turned to look at Daniel, and after getting rid of their shocked expressions, one of them said "There is no need to rub it in our faces Mr. Hiel.. no one likes a petty winner."
After a bit of banter, the company heads all turned back to look at the arena.
There, the nine-fingered man was handing over a medal to each of the people that had earned a place in the top ten positions, along with the various smaller prizes that they had earned.
Most of the attention was put on the final prize, as the whole point of the games was to obtain that single spectacularly expensive item for which the entire event had been created, but not only the winner would receive a prize.. Many other cultivators would receive one as well.