Zhao Yu still had one match to go before his competition, so he left the private room and headed to the field to start warming up.
"Brother-in-law, that guy over there is Wu Liu from Moon City..."
Li Ping An cautiously pointed to a spot in the players' area.
Zhao Yu turned his head to look and saw a young man with a short haircut and a red scar on his forehead among a group of seven or eight youths.
As if sensing Zhao Yu's gaze, the scarred young man immediately turned to look back.
His eyes were narrow and elongated, giving off a fierce and unapproachable vibe.
"Brother Liu, that guy is Zhao Yu!"
As Zhao Yu was observing Wu Liu, someone beside Wu Liu whispered a reminder.
Although they hadn't met Zhao Yu in person before, they had seen his photo circulated around, so they recognized him at once.
Upon hearing this, Wu Liu started walking toward them.