[What on earth is happening...]
Gently clenching her right fist, Yizou's eyes flickered with confusion as she watched the battle below. A fight, which she once perhaps could only look up to, now seemed to be 'nothing special' and left her feeling lost.
"I thought it was quite exciting."
Yu Chen didn't think much of it; she was still as enthusiastic as she had been the past few days, focused on the match with keen interest, occasionally letting out soft exclamations when the people below were in danger (if it was a male in danger, Motan's eyelids would twitch a bit).
"That's just you, Wang Yu. Anyway, I think most of the audience this time has become picky because of that white-haired girl."
Fyari lazily propped her cheek with her hand, raising an eyebrow as she said, "Look at Havan, he's almost falling asleep."
"Huh?"
