Yi Chen couldn't guess what William's ultimate purpose was, but he had his own thoughts. As long as he could reach a deeper level, as long as he could transcend everyone, whatever William was planning or plotting, he could break through it with a blade.
When he returned backstage, five or six people had already arrived, each with their own unique traits, arguably the world's most outstanding elites.
Yet, no matter how outstanding, they could hardly compare with someone like Jin, who was designated by Fu Jiang and had already reached the level 'Under the King', akin to a High Table Knight.
They naturally sensed something different about Jin, noticed the difference in purity, even secretly colluded, intending to join forces against Jin on the final stage.
Just as Yi Chen reached the doorway of the private makeup room, a hand suddenly reached out, wrapped around his neck, and pulled him inside.
Liu Xinzhi's makeup for the stage was already complete, a very light and thin makeup,
