The author almost didn't sleep the entire night again.
But it's not because of physical or mental health issues.
As for the reason, the readers should understand.
Sigh... a thousand words turn into one sigh...
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At this moment——
In a corner of the audience seats to the east——
"Wow..." Shusairo raised his head, looked at the sea of people surrounding him, and couldn't help but shrink his neck, "There are even more people now... I didn't expect so many people to come watch the competition..."
Shusairo felt very fortunate now—he and Asi made a point of coming early today, otherwise, they certainly wouldn't have been able to grab a spot in the audience seats.
"Oh, Shusairo!" Sitting beside him, Asi tugged on the sleeve of his feathered robe, "The match is starting, look quickly!"
"Oh, oh..." Shusairo withdrew his gaze from surveying his surroundings, looking forward to the arena.
Shusairo had never been interested in martial arts competitions.
