The Main Tournament (2)
Soon after Song Qian Long made his initial announcement, we heard a knock on our room's door. I originally thought it was one of the other teams coming to seek trouble, but when Feng Mian opened the door, a young man in butler-clothes was standing there, holding what looked like a piece of paper, rolled up into a scroll.
He had blonde hair and blue eyes. Quite handsome, to be honest. He gave a clearly rehearsed smile, and spoke.
"Greetings, team members of The Chaotic Tranquility. I have come here to deliver your tournament bracket, and a basic outline of how today's competition will function."
"Oh, uh, come in?" Feng Mian said hesitantly after taking the paper, unsure of what to do next. She glanced back at me for answers, and I nodded.
However, contrary to my expectations, the butler shook his head. "I could not disturb you like that. I have delivered the item; my mission here is complete."