Elion stepped calmly onto platform number 1, his posture relaxed, his hands loose at his sides, as if he was simply taking a stroll rather than stepping into a match.
A beautiful female proctor was already waiting there with her arms folded beneath her non-existent chest.
She had a stern expression at first glance, but the moment Elion gave her a charming smile out of habit, her eyes widened slightly, and she quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing faintly, which honestly looked a bit comical considering she looked like she could easily be his mother.
He really wasn't doing it on purpose. It was just… habit at this point to give beautiful women a charming smile.
And right now, he needed something to occupy his mind.
Because William was nowhere to be seen.
Elion didn't make a fuss about it.
If the guy didn't show up, that would be quite tragic, because when they finally did face each other…
William would have to bear the full brunt of his anger. And that wouldn't be pretty.
