Watching Feng Yi turn and leave, the three silently walked back to the official assembly area.
In the blink of an eye, the confrontation between the two races came to an end. During this period, some were eliminated, while others remained on the battlefield forever. Less than a fraction of those who could stand here remained unscathed.
Feeling the somewhat oppressive atmosphere around and the commotion of the reporters in the distance, Zhang Xiaobo suddenly felt a little irritable. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start, replaced by an inexplicable emptiness...
On site, the teams that were originally highly anticipated were also incomplete. Only two members of the Federal mentor team were present, and the team of Xiu Yi was nowhere to be seen. Even the notorious Bruce had disappeared to who knows where.
The chubby guy sneakily took out some dried goods he had snatched over the past few days, "Sister Knife, let's split these things evenly between us."
