But the situation was different now. Only Su Chen was left, and all the pressure was on him. It would be one thing if he won, but the backlash from a loss would be even more severe.
"I don't have that kind of pull," Ming Lin said with a wry smile, shaking his head. "The Chief sent him."
"The Chief?" Wei Yufan's head snapped around. The expressions on the others' faces were also complicated.
Feng Ze said wistfully, "It seems the Chief really has high hopes for him."
Ming Lin felt helpless. They had all had their turn, and only Su Chen was left. 'Who else could they place their hopes on? It certainly couldn't be Wei Yufan.'
"Can he win this one for us?" Zhong Ming asked.
But an uncanny silence met his question.
The others felt a complicated mix of emotions. A part of them hoped Su Chen would win, but another part of them almost didn't.
And yet, that part that didn't want to hope... still held a sliver of it.
But they had all faced Hongxuan's power head-on.
